“O Myrmidons, companions of the son Of Peleus, bear in mind, my friends, your fame For valor, and be men, that we who serve Achilles, we who combat hand to hand, May honor him by our exploits, and teach Wide-ruling Agamemnon how he erred Slighting the bravest warrior of the Greeks.”

These words awoke the courage and the might Of all who heard them, and in close array They fell upon the Trojans. Fearfully The fleet around them echoed to the sound Of Argives shouting. When the Trojans saw, In glittering arms, Menoetius’ gallant son And his attendant, every heart grew faint With fear; the close ranks wavered; for they thought That the swift son of Peleus at the fleet Had laid aside his wrath, and was again The friend of Agamemnon. Eagerly They looked around for an escape from death.