He shall surely recall the old wars’ story—
He whose steadfast soul was their battle-stay—
When his folk at the Gods’ hands reaped for them glory
Such as none other Hellenes have borne away
From a stricken field, nor such goodly prey.
For, a new Philoktetes, with help all-availing
Battleward fared he, when came to implore
Humbly his friendship the proud ones, quailing
From foes over-strong—as the heroes went sailing
To Lemnos, to bring him to Troyland’s shore
Whom the wound snake-venomed tormented sore,