And with immortal honors to the fleet. 

    Valiant Tydides, next, his prayer preferr’d. 335

Hear also me, Jove’s offspring by the toils
Of war invincible! me follow now
As my heroic father erst to Thebes
Thou followedst, Tydeus; by the Greeks dispatch’d
Ambassador, he left the mail-clad host 340
Beside Asopus, and with terms of peace
Entrusted, enter’d Thebes; but by thine aid
Benevolent, and in thy strength, perform’d
Returning, deeds of terrible renown. 
Thus, now, protect me also!  In return 345
I vow an offering at thy shrine, a young
Broad-fronted heifer, to the yoke as yet
Untamed, whose horns I will incase with gold. 

    Such prayer they made, and Pallas heard well pleased. 

Their orisons ended to the daughter dread 350
Of mighty Jove, lion-like they advanced
Through shades of night, through carnage, arms and blood. 

    Nor Hector to his gallant host indulged

Sleep, but convened the leaders; leader none
Or senator of all his host he left 355
Unsummon’d, and his purpose thus promulged. 

    Where is the warrior who for rich reward,

Such as shall well suffice him, will the task
Adventurous, which I propose, perform? 
A chariot with two steeds of proudest height, 360
Surpassing all in the whole fleet of Greece
Shall be his portion, with immortal praise,
Who shall the well-appointed ships approach
Courageous, there to learn if yet a guard
As heretofore, keep them, or if subdued 365
Beneath us, the Achaians flight intend,
And worn with labor have no will to watch. 

    So Hector spake, but answer none return’d. 

There was a certain Trojan, Dolon named,[13]
Son of Eumedes herald of the Gods, 370
Rich both in gold and brass, but in his form
Unsightly; yet the man was swift of foot,
Sole brother of five sisters; he his speech
To Hector and the Trojans thus address’d. 

    My spirit, Hector, prompts me, and my mind 375

Endued with manly vigor, to approach
Yon gallant ships, that I may tidings hear. 
But come.  For my assurance, lifting high
Thy sceptre, swear to me, for my reward,
The horses and the brazen chariot bright 380
Which bear renown’d Achilles o’er the field. 
I will not prove a useless spy, nor fall
Below thy best opinion; pass I will
Their army through, ’till I shall reach the ship
Of Agamemnon, where the Chiefs, perchance, 385
Now sit consulting, or to fight, or fly.[14]

    Then raising high his sceptre, Hector sware

Know, Jove himself, Juno’s high-thundering spouse! 
That Trojan none shall in that chariot ride