Aeneas and Diomedes meet in the fray.
"Come on, old man, let's see your swordplay."
Ten mighty strokes are exchanged,
And Aeneas Diomedes maims.
Aphrodite appears to carry her injured son.
Diomedes gives chase and he pricks her white thumb.
She screams and she shouts and she jumps like a goat,
then, lo and behold! She begins to float.
Suddenly there appears Apollo the god.
"Don't be abusive, you big ugly sod!"
He shields the goddess from the chase of the man,
And she escapes with son in hand.
"You coward! You woman!" Diomedes yells.
He's so angry, the next man he fells.
He starts to chase, but then desists,
When he finds it's with a goddess he's miffed.
"You clever boy," Apollo nods,
"It's wise not to anger me, a god."
"Come on, old man, let's see your swordplay."
Ten mighty strokes are exchanged,
And Aeneas Diomedes maims.
Aphrodite appears to carry her injured son.
Diomedes gives chase and he pricks her white thumb.
She screams and she shouts and she jumps like a goat,
then, lo and behold! She begins to float.
Suddenly there appears Apollo the god.
"Don't be abusive, you big ugly sod!"
He shields the goddess from the chase of the man,
And she escapes with son in hand.
"You coward! You woman!" Diomedes yells.
He's so angry, the next man he fells.
He starts to chase, but then desists,
When he finds it's with a goddess he's miffed.
"You clever boy," Apollo nods,
"It's wise not to anger me, a god."
