but upon you I think that here this day death and black fate shall come, and that vanquished beneath my spear you shall yield glory to me, and your soul to Hades of the brilliant steeds.
σοὶ δ' ἐγὼ ἐνθάδε φημὶ φόνον καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν ἤματι τῷδ' ἔσσεσθαι , ἐμῷ δ' ὑπὸ δουρὶ δαμέντα εὖχος ἐμοὶ δώσειν , ψυχὴν δ' Ἄϊδι κλυτοπώλῳ . [0]
σύ δέ ἐγώ ἐνθάδε φημί φόνος καί κήρ μέλας ἦμαρ ὅδε εἰμί , ἐμός δέ ὑπό δόρυ δαμάζω εὖχος ἐγώ δίδωμι , ψυχή δέ Ἀΐδης κλυτόπωλος .