The Iliad 6.520
Then in answer to him spake Hector of the flashing helm:
Strange man, no one that is rightminded could make light of thy work in battle, for thou art valiant; but of thine own will art thou slack, and hast no care; and thereat my heart is grieved within me, whenso I hear regarding thee words of shamefrom the lips of the Trojans, who because of thee have grievous toil. But let us go our way; these things we will make good hereafter, if so be Zeus shall grant us to set for the heavenly gods that are for ever a bowl of deliverance in our halls, when we have driven forth from the land of Troy the well-greaved Achaeans.
τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη κορυθαίολος Ἕκτωρ·