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And there unto him were gathered strangers:

From Argos the horse-land, from Thebes they hied,

And from Pisa, and Arcady’s mountain-rangers;

But of all that came in his land to abide

Was Aegina’s and Aktor’s son honoured most,

Menoitius, whose son with the Atreids’ host

Unto Teuthras’ plain by the Troyland coast

Sailed. There alone by Achilles’ side

Steadfast he stood, when Telephus turning

The valiant Danaans backward in flight,

Of their sea-pacing galleys essayed the burning;

So that all men knew who could deem aright

That a brave soul dwelt in Patroclus’ breast.

And the son of Thetis with earnest request

Exhorted him, yea, with insistent behest:

“Never hereafter in murderous fight