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ut you are older than he, though he is far the better man of the<br />

two. Counsel him wisely, guide him in the right way, and he will follow<br />

you to his own profit.' Thus did your father charge you, but you have<br />

<strong>for</strong>gotten; nevertheless, even now, say all this to Achilles if he<br />

will listen to you. Who knows but with heaven's help you may talk<br />

him over, <strong>for</strong> it is good to take a friend's advice. If, however, he<br />

is fearful about some oracle, or if his mother has told him something<br />

from Jove, then let him send you, and let the rest of the Myrmidons<br />

follow with you, if perchance you may bring light and saving to the<br />

Danaans. And let him send you into battle clad in his own armour,<br />

that the Trojans may mistake you <strong>for</strong> him and leave off fighting; the<br />

sons of the Achaeans may thus have time to get their breath, <strong>for</strong> they<br />

are hard pressed and there is little breathing time in battle. You,<br />

who are fresh, might easily drive a tired enemy back to his walls<br />

and away from the tents and ships."<br />

With these words he moved the heart of Patroclus, who set off running<br />

<strong>by</strong> the line of the ships to Achilles, descendant of Aeacus. When he<br />

had got as far as the ships of Ulysses, where was their place of assembly<br />

and court of justice, with their altars dedicated to the gods, Eurypylus<br />

son of Euaemon met him, wounded in the thigh with an arrow, and limping<br />

out of the fight. Sweat rained from his head and shoulders, and black<br />

blood welled from his cruel wound, but his mind did not wander. <strong>The</strong><br />

son of Menoetius when he saw him had compassion upon him and spoke<br />

piteously saying, "O unhappy princes and counsellors of the Danaans,<br />

are you then doomed to feed the hounds of Troy with your fat, far<br />

from your friends and your native land? say, noble Eurypylus, will<br />

the Achaeans be able to hold great Hector in check, or will they fall

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