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the King of radiant shafts, Apollo, toil in supplication, roll'd And roll'd again[11] before the Thunderer's feet. But stand, recover breath; myself, the while, 260 Shall urge him to oppose thee face to face. So Pallas spake, whom joyful he obey'd, And on his spear brass-pointed lean'd. But she, (Achilles left) to noble Hector pass'd, And in the form, and with the voice loud-toned 265 Approaching of Deiphobus, his ear In accents, as of pity, thus address'd. Ah brother! thou art overtask'd, around The walls of Troy by swift Achilles driven; But stand, that we may chase him in his turn.[12] 270 To whom crest-tossing Hector huge replied. Deiphobus! of all my father's sons Brought forth by Hecuba, I ever loved Thee most, but more than ever love thee now, Who hast not fear'd, seeing me, for my sake 275 To quit the town, where others rest content. To whom the Goddess, thus, cerulean-eyed. Brother! our parents with much earnest suit Clasping my knees, and all my friends implored me To stay in Troy, (such fear hath seized on all) 280 But grief for thee prey'd on my inmost soul. Come--fight we bravely--spare we now our spears No longer; now for proof if Peleus' son Slaying us both, shall bear into the fleet Our arms gore-stain'd, or perish slain by thee. 285 So saying, the wily Goddess led the way. They soon, approaching each the other, stood Opposite, and huge Hector thus began. Pelides! I will fly thee now no more. Thrice I have compass'd Priam's spacious walls 290 A fugitive, and have not dared abide Thy onset, but my heart now bids me stand Dauntless, and I will slay, or will be slain. But come. We will attest the Gods; for they Are fittest both to witness and to guard 295 Our covenant. If Jove to me vouchsafe The hard-earn'd victory, and to take thy life, I will not with dishonor foul insult Thy body, but, thine armor stripp'd, will give Thee to thy friends, as thou shalt me to mine. 300 To whom Achilles, lowering dark, replied. Hector! my bitterest foe! speak not to me Of covenants! as concord can be none Lions and men between, nor wolves and lambs Can be unanimous, but hate perforce 305 Each other by a law not to be changed,
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