Each time he tried to dash towards the Dardan gates and seek protection underneath the well-built walls, 260 hoping the Trojans on the top might save him by hurling weapons at his enemy, each time, Achilles got ahead of him, and forced him to turn back towards the plain. As in a dream, the chase goes on forever— 200 you never catch, you never get away— so ran Achilles, always just behind, feet pounding but unable to catch up, and Hector was unable to escape.
Like the river, Scamander, chasing and pounding Achilles
