su fessi quiescunt et vires recipiunt."--Heyne.]

Thus speaking, the hero dissuaded his brother's mind, advising him
rightly; and he obeyed. His joyful attendants then stripped the armour
from his shoulders. Then Nestor arose amidst the Greeks, and said:

"O gods, surely great grief comes upon the Grecian land. Certainly the
aged knight Peleus, the excellent counsellor and adviser of the
Myrmidons, will greatly lament, who formerly interrogated me, greatly
rejoiced in his palace, inquiring the race and offspring of all the
Greeks. If he now heard of them all crouching down under Hector, often
indeed would he uplift his hands to the immortals, [praying] that his
soul, [separated] from his limbs, might depart into the house of Pluto.
For would, O father Jove, and Minerva, and Apollo, I were young, as when
the assembled Pylians and the spear-skilled Arcadians fought by the
rapid Celadon, at the walls of Phaea, about the streams of Jardan. With
them Ereuthalion, god-like hero, stood in the van, bearing on his
shoulders the armour of king Areithous, of noble Areithous, whom men and
beauteous-girt women called by surname Corynetes, since he fought not
with a bow, nor with a long spear, but used to break the phalanxes with
an iron club. Him Lycurgus slew by stratagem, not by strength, in a
narrow defile, where his iron club did not ward off destruction from
him; for Lycurgus, anticipating, pierced him right through the waist
with his spear, and he was dashed to the ground on his back; and he
spoiled him of the armour which brazen Mars had given him, and he indeed
afterwards bore them himself in the battle of Mars. But when Lycurgus
had grown old in his palaces, he gave them to his beloved attendant
Ereuthalion, to be borne: and he, having his armour, challenged all the
bravest: but these trembled and feared very much: nor did any one dare
[to withstand him]. But my bold mind, by its confidence, urged me on to
fight him: now I was the youngest of them all; and I fought with him,
and Minerva gave me glory. And I slew this most mighty and valiant hero,
for vast he lay stretched out on this side and on that. Would that [now]
I were thus young, and my strength entire--so quickly should
crest-tossing Hector meet with a contest. But those of you who are the
bravest of all the Greeks, not even you promptly desire to go against
Hector."

Thus did the old man upbraid them; and nine heroes in all arose. Much
the first arose Agamemnon,