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

Thus did he pause and ponder. But Lycaon came up to him dazed<br />

and trying hard to embrace his knees, for he would fain live, not<br />

die. Achilles thrust at him with his spear, meaning to kill him, but<br />

Lycaon ran crouching up to him and caught his knees, where<strong>by</strong> the<br />

spear passed over his back, and stuck in the ground, hungering<br />

though it was for blood. With one hand he caught Achilles’ knees<br />

as he besought him, and with the other he clutched the spear and<br />

would not let it go. Then he said, “Achilles, have mercy upon me<br />

and spare me, for I am your suppliant. It was in your tents that I<br />

first broke bread on the day when you took me prisoner in the<br />

vineyard; after which you sold away to Lemnos far from my father<br />

and my friends, and I brought you the price of a hundred oxen. I<br />

have paid three times as much to gain my freedom; it is but twelve<br />

days that I have come to Ilius after much suffering, and now cruel<br />

fate has again thrown me into your hands. Surely father Jove must<br />

hate me, that he has given me over to you a second time. Short of<br />

life indeed did my mother Laothoe bear me, daughter of aged<br />

Altes- of Altes who reigns over the warlike Lelegae and holds steep<br />

Pedasus on the river Satnioeis. Priam married his daughter along<br />

with many other women and two sons were born of her, both of<br />

whom you will have slain. Your spear slew noble Polydorus as he<br />

was fighting in the front ranks, and now evil will here befall me, for<br />

I fear that I shall not escape you since heaven has delivered me<br />

over to you. Furthermore I say, and lay my saying to your heart,<br />

spare me, for I am not of the same womb as Hector who slew your<br />

brave and noble comrade.”<br />

With such words did the princely son of Priam beseech Achilles;<br />

but Achilles answered him sternly. “Idiot,” said he, “talk not to me<br />

of ransom. Until Patroclus fell I preferred to give the Trojans<br />

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