Ucalegon

As a shepherd stands and sees a fierce flame sweeping before the south wind over the cornfields, or a flood rushing down from the mountains, so he stood.

And as he looked, the great palace of Deiphobus sank down in the fire, and the house of Ucalegon, that was hard by, blazed forth till the sea by Sigium shone with the light.

Then scarce knowing what he sought, he girded on his armor, thinking perchance that he might yet win some place of vantage, or at the least might avenge himself on the enemy, or find honor in his death.

But as he passed from out of his house, there met him Panthus, the priest of Apollo that was on the citadel, who cried to him, O Aeneas, the glory is departed from Troy, and the Greeks have the mastery in the city.