Achilles, dear to Jupiter, had led Fifty swift barques to Ilium, and in each Were fifty men, companions at the oar. O’er these he gave command to five; himself, Supreme in power, was ruler over all. One band the nobly armed Menestheus led, Son of Spercheius. To that river-god, Beautiful Polydora brought him forth, Daughter of Peleus; she, a mortal maid, Met an immortal’s love. Yet Borus, son Of Periëres, owned the boy and took The mother for his bride, with princely dower Eudorus led the second band, a youth Of warlike mould, whom Polymela bore, Daughter of Phylas, graceful in the dance. In secrecy she brought him forth, for once The mighty Argus-queller saw the maid Among the choir of those who danced and sang At Dian’s festival, the huntress-queen, Who bears the golden shafts; he saw and loved And, climbing to her chamber, met by stealth The damsel, and she bore a gallant son, Eudorus, swift of foot and brave in war. When Ilithyia, midwife goddess, gave