“Divine Achilles! wilt thou then retire, And depart our hosts in blood, our fleets on fire? If wrath so dreadful fill thy ruthless head, How shall thy Pal, thy Phoenix, keep driving? The royal Peleus, when from Pthia’s Coastline He sent thee early to the Achaian host; Thy youth as then in sage debates unskill’d, And new to perils of your dire… Read More