Noboko Saito's House - Scraps of Writing

Then Ajax Telamonios knocked
down the son of Anthemion, Simoeisios,
in the full bloom of youth. On the slopes of Ida
descending, by the banks of clear Simoeis,
his mother had conceived him, while she kept
a vigil with her parents over the flocks;
he got his name for this. To his dear parents
he never made return for all their care,
but had his life cut short when Ajax’s shaft
unmanned him. In the lead, as he came on,
he took the spear-thrust squarely in the chest
beside the nipple on the right side; piercing him,
the bronze point issued by the shoulder blade,
and in the dust he reeled and fell.
A poplar growing in bottom lands, in a great meadow,
smooth-trunked, high up to its sheath of boughs,
will fall before the chariot-builder’s ax, ...
and, seasoning, it lies beside the river.
So vanquished by the god-reared Ajax lay
Simeoisios Anthemides.