“Divine Achilles! wilt thou then retire, And go away our hosts in blood, our fleets on hearth? If wrath so dreadful fill thy ruthless intellect, How shall thy Pal, thy Phoenix, continue to be at the rear of? The royal Peleus, when from Pthia’s coast He sent thee early to the Achaian host; Thy youth as then in sage debates unskill’d, And new t