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anian Sire 405 Priam, redeem thee with thy weight in gold, Not even at that price would I consent That she who bare should place thee on thy bier With lamentation; dogs and ravening fowls Shall rend thy body while a scrap remains. 410 Then, dying, warlike Hector thus replied. Full well I knew before, how suit of mine Should speed preferr'd to thee. Thy heart is steel. But oh, while yet thou livest, think, lest the Gods Requite thee on that day, when pierced thyself 415 By Paris and Apollo, thou shalt fall, Brave as thou art, before the Scaean gate. He ceased, and death involved him dark around. His spirit, from his limbs dismiss'd, the house Of Ades sought, mourning in her descent 420 Youth's prime and vigor lost, disastrous doom! But him though dead, Achilles thus bespake. Die thou. My death shall find me at what hour Jove gives commandment, and the Gods above. He spake, and from the dead drawing away 425 His brazen spear, placed it apart, then stripp'd His arms gore-stain'd. Meantime the other sons Of the Achaians, gathering fast around, The bulk admired, and the proportion just Of Hector; neither stood a Grecian there 430 Who pierced him not, and thus the soldier spake. Ye Gods! how far more patient of the touch Is Hector now, than when he fired the fleet! Thus would they speak, then give him each a stab. And now, the body stripp'd, their noble Chief 435 The swift Achilles standing in the midst, The Grecians in wing'd accents thus address'd. Friends, Chiefs and Senators of Argos' host! Since, by the will of heaven, this man is slain Who harm'd us more than all our foes beside, 440 Essay we next the city, so to learn The Trojan purpose, whether (Hector slain) They will forsake the citadel, or still Defend it, even though of him deprived. But wherefore speak I thus? still undeplored, 445 Unburied in my fleet Patroclus lies; Him never, while alive myself, I mix With living men and move, will I forget. In Ades, haply, they forget the dead, Yet will not I Patroclus, even there. 450 Now chanting paeans, ye Achaian youths! Return we to the fleet with this our prize; We have achieved great glory,[14] we have slai
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