The Iliad 14.1–2

And the cry of battle was not unmarked of Nestor, albeit at his wine, but he spake winged words to the son of Asclepius: Bethink thee, goodly Machaon, how these things are to be; louder in sooth by the ships waxes the cry of lusty youths.Howbeit do thou now sit where thou art and quaff the flaming wine, until fair-tressed Hecamede shall heat for thee a warm bath, and wash from thee the clotted blood, but I will go straightway to a place of outlook and see what is toward. So spake he and took the well-wrought shield of his son,