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<strong>Homer</strong>’s <strong>Iliad</strong><br />

made trial of himself in his armour to see whether it fitted him, so<br />

that his limbs could play freely under it, and it seemed to buoy<br />

him up as though it had been wings.<br />

He also drew his father’s spear out of the spear-stand, a spear so<br />

great and heavy and strong that none of the Achaeans save only<br />

Achilles had strength to wield it; this was the spear of Pelian ash<br />

from the topmost ridges of Mt. Pelion, which Chiron had once<br />

given to Peleus, fraught with the death of heroes. Automedon and<br />

Alcimus busied themselves with the harnessing of his horses; they<br />

made the bands fast about them, and put the bit in their mouths,<br />

drawing the reins back towards the chariot. Automedon, whip in<br />

hand, sprang up behind the horses, and after him Achilles mounted<br />

in full armour, resplendent as the sun-god Hyperion. Then with a<br />

loud voice he chided with his father’s horses saying, “Xanthus and<br />

Balius, famed offspring of Podarge- this time when we have done<br />

fighting be sure and bring your driver safely back to the host of the<br />

Achaeans, and do not leave him dead on the plain as you did<br />

Patroclus.”<br />

Then fleet Xanthus answered under the yoke- for white-armed Juno<br />

had endowed him with human speech- and he bowed his head till<br />

his mane touched the ground as it hung down from under the<br />

yoke-band. “Dread Achilles,” said he, “we will indeed save you<br />

now, but the day of your death is near, and the blame will not be<br />

ours, for it will be heaven and stern fate that will destroy you.<br />

Neither was it through any sloth or slackness on our part that the<br />

Trojans stripped Patroclus of his armour; it was the mighty god<br />

whom lovely Leto bore that slew him as he fought among the<br />

foremost, and vouchsafed a triumph to Hector. We two can fly as<br />

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