689But meanwhile, at Jupiter's prompting, fiery Mezentius takes up the fight and attacks the exulting Teucrians. 691The Tyrrhenian lines rush together, and against one man, one alone, they press with all their hatred and with showers of weapons. 693He, like a cliff that juts out into the vast sea, exposed to the fury of the winds and open to the deep, endures all the force and threats of sky and sea, itself remaining unmoved, lays low on the ground Hebrus, son of Dolichaon, and with him Latagus and Palmus as he fled; but Latagus he catches with a stone, a huge fragment of mountain, full in the mouth and face, Palmus he leaves rolling helpless with his knee-tendon cut, and gives his armour to Lausus to wear on his shoulders, and his plumes to fix on his head.
702Also Phrygian Euanthes, and Mimas, Paris' companion and equal in age, whom Theano bore into the light to his father Amycus on the same night that the queen, daughter of Cisseus, pregnant with a firebrand, gives birth to Paris: Paris lies in his father's city, the Laurentine shore holds Mimas, unknown. 707And as that boar, driven from the high mountains by the bite of dogs, which pine-clad Vesulus has sheltered for many years, or the Laurentine marsh for many, feeding on the reedy forest, when it has come among the nets, halts and snorts fiercely and bristles up its shoulders, and no one has the courage to rage at it or come closer, but they press on with javelins and safe shouts from afar; 717but it, undaunted, holds back, turning to every side, gnashing its teeth, and shakes the spears from its back.
714just so, of those who feel just anger against Mezentius, none has the courage to meet him with drawn sword; 716they provoke him from afar with missiles and huge shouting: