The truce-breaking

Then Athena took the form of Laodokos, son of Antenor, and went through the ranks of the Trojans to find Pandaros, the redoubtable son of Lykaon.

When Pandaros had strung his bow he laid it carefully on the ground, and his brave followers held their shields before him lest the Achaeans should set upon him before he had shot Menelaos.

He laid the arrow on the string and prayed to Lycian Apollo, the famous archer, vowing that when he got home to his strong city of Zelea he would offer a hecatomb of firstling lambs in his honor.

Jove's golden eagle swooped, and scattered far a clamorous tribe of river-haunting birds;

then, swiftly to the waters falling, seized one noble swan, which with keen, curving claws he ruthless bore away:

They tore the altars down: