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BOOK XIX






           OW when Dawn in robe of saffron was hasting from
       Nthe streams of Oceanus, to bring light to mortals and
       immortals, Thetis reached the ships with the armour that
       the god had given her. She found her son fallen about the
       body of Patroclus and weeping bitterly. Many also of his
       followers were weeping round him, but when the goddess
       came among them she clasped his hand in her own, saying,
       ‘My son, grieve as we may we must let this man lie, for it is by
       heaven’s will that he has fallen; now, therefore, accept from
       Vulcan this rich and goodly armour, which no man has ever
       yet borne upon his shoulders.’
         As she spoke she set the armour before Achilles, and it
       rang out bravely as she did so. The Myrmidons were struck
       with awe, and none dared look full at it, for they were afraid;
       but Achilles was roused to still greater fury, and his eyes
       gleamed with a fierce light, for he was glad when he handled
       the splendid present which the god had made him. Then,
       as soon as he had satisfied himself with looking at it, he
       said to his mother, ‘Mother, the god has given me armour,
       meet handiwork for an immortal and such as no-one living
       could have fashioned; I will now arm, but I much fear that
       flies will settle upon the son of Menoetius and breed worms
       about his wounds, so that his body, now he is dead, will be
       disfigured and the flesh will rot.’
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