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ossession wrung, as I had been Some alien wretch, unhonor'd and unknown. 75 But let it pass; anger is not a flame To feed for ever; I affirm'd, indeed, Mine inextinguishable till the shout Of battle should invade my proper barks; But thou put on my glorious arms, lead forth 80 My valiant Myrmidons, since such a cloud, So dark, of dire hostility surrounds The fleet, and the Achaians, by the waves Hemm'd in, are prison'd now in narrow space. Because the Trojans meet not in the field 85 My dazzling helmet, therefore bolder grown All Ilium comes abroad; but had I found Kindness at royal Agamemnon's hands, Soon had they fled, and with their bodies chok'd The streams, from whom ourselves now suffer siege 90 For in the hands of Diomede his spear No longer rages rescuing from death The afflicted Danai, nor hear I more The voice of Agamemnon issuing harsh From his detested throat, but all around 95 The burst[3] of homicidal Hector's cries, Calling his Trojans on; they loud insult The vanquish'd Greeks, and claim the field their own. Go therefore, my Patroclus; furious fall On these assailants, even now preserve 100 From fire the only hope of our return. But hear the sum of all; mark well my word; So shalt thou glorify me in the eyes Of all the Danai, and they shall yield Briseis mine, with many a gift beside. 105 The Trojans from the fleet expell'd, return. Should Juno's awful spouse give thee to win Victory, be content; seek not to press The Trojans without me, for thou shalt add Still more to the disgrace already mine.[4] 110 Much less, by martial ardor urged, conduct Thy slaughtering legions to the walls of Troy, Lest some immortal power on her behalf Descend, for much the Archer of the skies Loves Ilium. No--the fleet once saved, lead back 115 Thy band, and leave the battle to themselves. For oh, by all the powers of heaven I would That not one Trojan might escape of all, Nor yet a Grecian, but that we, from death Ourselves escaping, might survive to spread 120 Troy's sacred bulwarks on the ground, alone. Thus they conferr'd. [5]But Ajax overwhelm'd Meantime with darts, no longer could endure, Quell'd both by Jupite
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