You Trojans and Lycians and Dardanians that fight in close combat, in no way give you ground from battle in this strait: nay, save you the son of Clytius, lest so be the Achaeans strip him of his armour, now that he is fallen among the gathering of the ships.
Τρῶες καὶ Λύκιοι καὶ Δάρδανοι ἀγχιμαχηταὶ μὴ δή πω χάζεσθε μάχης ἐν στείνεϊ τῷδε , ἀλλ' υἷα Κλυτίοιο σαώσατε , μή μιν Ἀχαιοὶ τεύχεα συλήσωσι νεῶν ἐν ἀγῶνι πεσόντα .
Τρώς καί Λύκιοι καί Δάρδανος ἀγχιμαχητής μή δή πω χάζω μάχη ἐν στεῖνος ὅδε , ἀλλά υἱός Κλυτίος σώζω , μή μιν Ἀχαιός τεῦχος συλάω ναῦς ἐν ἀγών πίπτω .