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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 499 pages of information about The Iliad of Homer.

Which Pallas, breathing softly, wafted back
From the renown’d Achilles, and it fell
Successless at illustrious Hector’s feet. 
Then, all on fire to slay him, with a shout
That rent the air Achilles rapid flew 545
Toward him; but him wrapt in clouds opaque
Apollo caught with ease divine away. 
Thrice, swift Achilles sprang to the assault
Impetuous, thrice the pitchy cloud he smote,
And at his fourth assault, godlike in act, 550
And terrible in utterance, thus exclaim’d. 

    Dog! thou art safe, and hast escaped again;

But narrowly, and by the aid once more
Of Phoebus, without previous suit to whom
Thou venturest never where the javelin sings. 555
But when we next encounter, then expect,
If one of all in heaven aid also me,
To close thy proud career.  Meantime I seek
Some other, and assail e’en whom I may. 

    So saying, he pierced the neck of Dryops through, 560

And at his feet he fell.  Him there he left,
And turning on a valiant warrior huge,
Philetor’s son, Demuchus, in the knee
Pierced, and detain’d him by the planted spear,
Till with his sword he smote him, and he died. 565
Laogonus and Dardanus he next
Assaulted, sons of Bias; to the ground
Dismounting both, one with his spear he slew,
The other with his falchion at a blow. 
Tros too, Alastor’s son—­he suppliant clasp’d 570
Achilles’ knees, and for his pity sued,
Pleading equality of years, in hope
That he would spare, and send him thence alive. 
Ah dreamer! ignorant how much in vain
That suit he urged; for not of milky mind, 575
Or placable in temper was the Chief
To whom he sued, but fiery.  With both hands
His knees he clasp’d importunate, and he
Fast by the liver gash’d him with his sword. 
His liver falling forth, with sable blood 580
His bosom fill’d, and darkness veil’d his eyes. 
Then, drawing close to Mulius, in his ear
He set the pointed brass, and at a thrust
Sent it, next moment, through his ear beyond. 
Then, through the forehead of Agenor’s son 585
Echechlus, his huge-hafted blade he drove,
And death and fate forever veil’d his eyes. 
Next, where the tendons of the elbow meet,
Striking Deucalion, through his wrist he urged
The brazen point; he all defenceless stood, 590
Expecting death; down came Achilles’ blade
Full on his neck; away went head and casque
Together; from his spine the marrow sprang,
And at his length outstretch’d he press’d the plain. 
From him to Rhigmus, Pireus’ noble son, 595
He flew, a warrior from the fields of Thrace. 
Him through the loins he pierced, and with the beam
Fixt in his bowels, to the earth he fell;
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