“Divine Achilles! wilt thou then retire, And go away our hosts in blood, our fleets on fire? If wrath so dreadful fill thy ruthless head, How shall thy Pal, thy Phoenix, stay powering? The royal Peleus, when from Pthia’s coast He despatched thee early into the Achaian host; Thy youth as then in sage debates unskill’d, And new to perils of the