Let any stranger take this head, if to the firie powres,This bow, these shafts, in peeces burst (by these hands) be not throwne;Idle companions that they are, to me and my renowne.Aeneas said, Vse no such words; for, any other wayAeneas to Pan∣darus.Then this, they shall not now be vsd: we first will both assayThis man with horse and chariot. Come then, ascend to me,That thou maist trie our Troian horse, how skild in field they be;And in pursuing those that flie, or flying, being pursude,How excellent they are of foote: and these (if Ioue conclude)The scape of Tydeus againe, and grace him with our flight)Shall serue to bring vs safely off. Come, Ile be first shall fight:Take thou these faire reines and this scourge; or (if thou wilt) fight thou,And leaue the horses care to me. He answered, I will nowDescend to fight; keepe thou the reines, and guide thy selfe thy horse;Who with their wonted manager, will better wield the forcePandarus fights and Aeneas gui∣deth the chariot.Of the impulsiue chariot, if we be driuen to flie,Then with a stranger; vnder whom, they will be much more shye,And (fearing my voice, wishing thine) grow restie, nor go on,To beare vs off; but leaue engag'd, for mightie Tydeus sonne,Themselues and vs; Then be thy part, thy one hou'd horses guide;Ile make the fight: and with a dart, receiue his vtmost pride.With this the gorgious chariot, both (thus prepar'd) ascend,And make full way at Diomed; which noted by his friend;Mine owne most loued Mind (said he) two mightie men of warreShenelus to Diomed.I see come with a purposd charge; one's he that hits so farreWith bow and shaft, Lycaons sonne: the other fames the broodOf great Anchises, and the Queene, that rules in Amorous blood;(Aeneas excellent in armes) come vp and vse your steeds,And looke not warre so in the face, lest that desire that feedsThy great mind be the bane of it. This did with anger stingThe blood of Diomed, to see, his friend that chid the kingBefore the fight, and then preferd, his ablesse, and his mind,To all his ancestors in fight, now come so farre behind:Diomed now finds time to make Sthenelus see better his late rebuke of memon.Whom thus he answerd; Vrge no flight, you cannot please me so;Nor is it honest in my mind, to feare a coming foe;Or make a flight good, though with fight; my powers are yet entire,And scorne the help-tire of a horse; I will not blow the fireOf their hoe valours with my flight; but cast vpon the blazeThis body borne vpon my knees: I entertaine amaze?Minerua will not see that shame: and since they haue begun,They shall not both elect their ends; and he that scapes shall runne;Or stay and take the others fate: and this I leaue for thee;If amply wise Athenia, giue both their liues to me,Reine our horse to their chariot hard, and haue a speciall heedTo seise vpon Aeneas steeds; that we may change their breed,And make a Grecian race of them, that haue bene long of Troy;For, these are bred of those braue beasts, which for the louely Boy,That waits now on the cup of Ioue, Ioue, that farre-seeing God.0