| | |  | For his slaying was Odysseus
mightily angered at heart, and among the foremost warriors he strode, armored in ruddy bronze; close to the foe he came and stood, and glancing warily about him hurled with his bright spear; and back did the Trojans shrink from the warrior as he cast. Not in vain did he let fly his spear, but struck Priam’s bastard son Democoon, who had come at his call from Abydus, from his stud of swift mares. Him Odysseus, angered for his comrade’s sake, struck with his spear on the temple, and out through the other temple passed the spear-point of bronze, and darkness enfolded his eyes, and he fell with a thud and over him his armor clanged…
Iliad, 4.494-504 translated by A. T. Murray | | 48.1.005 | 2007 | | acrylic on wood | | 8" x 2.5" x 1" | | | | | | | | | | | | | |
