<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Iliad: Book 20</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus, then, did the Achaeans arm by their ships round you, O son<br>of Peleus, who were hungering for battle; while the Trojans over<br>against them armed upon the rise of the plain.<br>Meanwhile Jove from the top of many-delled Olympus, bade Themis<br>gather the gods in council, whereon she went about and called them<br>to the house of Jove. There was not a river absent except Oceanus, nor<br>a single one of the nymphs that haunt fair groves, or springs of<br>rivers and meadows of green grass. When they reached the house of<br>cloud-compelling Jove, they took their seats in the arcades of<br>polished marble which Vulcan with his consummate skill had made for<br>father Jove.<br>In such wise, therefore, did they gather in the house of Jove.<br>Neptune also, lord of the earthquake, obeyed the call of the<br>goddess, and came up out of the sea to join them. There, sitting in<br>the midst of them, he asked what Jove's purpose might be. "Why,"<br>said he, "wielder of the lightning, have you called the gods in<br>council? Are you considering some matter that concerns the Trojans and<br>Achaeans- for the blaze of battle is on the point of being kindled<br>between them?"<br>And Jove answered, "You know my purpose, shaker of earth, and<br>wherefore I have called you hither. I take thought for them even in<br>their destruction. For my own part I shall stay here seated on Mt.<br>Olympus and look on in peace, but do you others go about among Trojans<br>and Achaeans, and help either side as you may be severally disposed.<br>If Achilles fights the Trojans without hindrance they will make no<br>stand against him; they have ever trembled at the sight of him, and<br>now that he is roused to such fury about his comrade, he will override<br>fate itself and storm their city."<br>Thus spoke Jove and gave the word for war, whereon the gods took<br>their several sides and went into battle. Juno, Pallas Minerva,<br>earth-encircling Neptune, Mercury bringer of good luck and excellent<br>in all cunning- all these joined the host that came from the ships;<br>with them also came Vulcan in all his glory, limping, but yet with his<br>thin legs plying lustily under him. Mars of gleaming helmet joined the<br>Trojans, and with him Apollo of locks unshorn, and the archer<br>goddess Diana, Leto, Xanthus, and laughter-loving Venus.<br>So long as the gods held themselves aloof from mortal warriors the<br>Achaeans were triumphant, for Achilles who had long refused to fight<br>was now with them. There was not a Trojan but his limbs failed him for<br>fear as he beheld the fleet son of Peleus all glorious in his<br>armour, and looking like Mars himself. When, however, the Olympians<br>came to take their part among men, forthwith uprose strong Strife,<br>rouser of hosts, and Minerva raised her loud voice, now standing by<br>the deep trench that ran outside the wall, and now shouting with all<br>her might upon the shore of the sounding sea. Mars also bellowed out<br>upon the other side, dark as some black thunder-cloud, and called on<br>the Trojans at the top of his voice, now from the acropolis, and now<br>speeding up the side of the river Simois till he came to the hill<br>Callicolone.<br>Thus did the gods spur on both hosts to fight, and rouse fierce<br>contention also among themselves. The sire of gods and men thundered<br>from heaven above, while from beneath Neptune shook the vast earth,<br>and bade the high hills tremble. The spurs and crests of<br>many-fountained Ida quaked, as also the city of the Trojans and the<br>ships of the Achaeans. Hades, king of the realms below, was struck<br>with fear; he sprang panic-stricken from his throne and cried aloud in<br>terror lest Neptune, lord of the earthquake, should crack the ground<br>over his head, and lay bare his mouldy mansions to the sight of<br>mortals and immortals- mansions so ghastly grim that even the gods<br>shudder to think of them. Such was the uproar as the gods came<br>together in battle. Apollo with his arrows took his stand to face King<br>Neptune, while Minerva took hers against the god of war; the<br>archer-goddess Diana with her golden arrows, sister of far-darting<br>Apollo, stood to face Juno; Mercury the lusty bringer of good luck<br>faced Leto, while the mighty eddying river whom men can Scamander, but<br>gods Xanthus, matched himself against Vulcan.<br>The gods, then, were thus ranged against one another. But the<br>heart of Achilles was set on meeting Hector son of Priam, for it was<br>with his blood that he longed above all things else to glut the<br>stubborn lord of battle. Meanwhile Apollo set Aeneas on to attack<br>the son of Peleus, and put courage into his heart, speaking with the<br>voice of Lycaon son of Priam. In his likeness therefore, he said to<br>Aeneas, "Aeneas, counsellor of the Trojans, where are now the brave<br>words with which you vaunted over your wine before the Trojan princes,<br>saying that you would fight Achilles son of Peleus in single combat?"<br>And Aeneas answered, "Why do you thus bid me fight the proud son<br>of Peleus, when I am in no mind to do so? Were I to face him now, it<br>would not be for the first time. His spear has already put me to Right<br>from Ida, when he attacked our cattle and sacked Lyrnessus and<br>Pedasus; Jove indeed saved me in that he vouchsafed me strength to<br>fly, else had the fallen by the hands of Achilles and Minerva, who<br>went before him to protect him and urged him to fall upon the<br>Lelegae and Trojans. No man may fight Achilles, for one of the gods is<br>always with him as his guardian angel, and even were it not so, his<br>weapon flies ever straight, and fails not to pierce the flesh of him<br>who is against him; if heaven would let me fight him on even terms<br>he should not soon overcome me, though he boasts that he is made of<br>bronze."<br>Then said King Apollo, son to Jove, "Nay, hero, pray to the<br>ever-living gods, for men say that you were born of Jove's daughter<br>Venus, whereas Achilles is son to a goddess of inferior rank. Venus is<br>child to Jove, while Thetis is but daughter to the old man of the sea.<br>Bring, therefore, your spear to bear upon him, and let him not scare<br>you with his taunts and menaces."<br>As he spoke he put courage into the heart of the shepherd of his<br>people, and he strode in full armour among the ranks of the foremost<br>fighters. Nor did the son of Anchises escape the notice of white-armed<br>Juno, as he went forth into the throng to meet Achilles. She called<br>the gods about her, and said, "Look to it, you two, Neptune and<br>Minerva, and consider how this shall be; Phoebus Apollo has been<br>sending Aeneas clad in full armour to fight Achilles. Shall we turn<br>him back at once, or shall one of us stand by Achilles and endow him<br>with strength so that his heart fail not, and he may learn that the<br>chiefs of the immortals are on his side, while the others who have all<br>along been defending the Trojans are but vain helpers? Let us all come<br>down from Olympus and join in the fight, that this day he may take<br>no hurt at the hands of the Trojans. Hereafter let him suffer whatever<br>fate may have spun out for him when he was begotten and his mother<br>bore him. If Achilles be not thus assured by the voice of a god, he<br>may come to fear presently when one of us meets him in battle, for the<br>gods are terrible if they are seen face to face."<br>Neptune lord of the earthquake answered her saying, "Juno,<br>restrain your fury; it is not well; I am not in favour of forcing<br>the other gods to fight us, for the advantage is too greatly on our<br>own side; let us take our places on some hill out of the beaten track,<br>and let mortals fight it out among themselves. If Mars or Phoebus<br>Apollo begin fighting, or keep Achilles in check so that he cannot<br>fight, we too, will at once raise the cry of battle, and in that<br>case they will soon leave the field and go back vanquished to<br>Olympus among the other gods."<br>With these words the dark-haired god led the way to the high<br>earth-barrow of Hercules, built round solid masonry, and made by the<br>Trojans and Pallas Minerva for him fly to when the sea-monster was<br>chasing him from the shore on to the plain. Here Neptune and those<br>that were with him took their seats, wrapped in a thick cloud of<br>darkness; but the other gods seated themselves on the brow of<br>Callicolone round you, O Phoebus, and Mars the waster of cities.<br>Thus did the gods sit apart and form their plans, but neither side<br>was willing to begin battle with the other, and Jove from his seat<br>on high was in command over them all. Meanwhile the whole plain was<br>alive with men and horses, and blazing with the gleam of armour. The<br>earth rang again under the tramp of their feet as they rushed<br>towards each other, and two champions, by far the foremost of them<br>all, met between the hosts to fight- to wit, Aeneas son of Anchises,<br>and noble Achilles.<br>Aeneas was first to stride forward in attack, his doughty helmet<br>tossing defiance as he came on. He held his strong shield before his<br>breast, and brandished his bronze spear. The son of Peleus from the<br>other side sprang forth to meet him, fike some fierce lion that the<br>whole country-side has met to hunt and kill- at first he bodes no ill,<br>but when some daring youth has struck him with a spear, he crouches<br>openmouthed, his jaws foam, he roars with fury, he lashes his tail<br>from side to side about his ribs and loins, and glares as he springs<br>straight before him, to find out whether he is to slay, or be slain<br>among the foremost of his foes- even with such fury did Achilles<br>burn to spring upon Aeneas.<br>When they were now close up with one another Achilles was first to<br>speak. "Aeneas," said he, "why do you stand thus out before the host<br>to fight me? Is it that you hope to reign over the Trojans in the seat<br>of Priam? Nay, though you kill me Priam will not hand his kingdom over<br>to you. He is a man of sound judgement, and he has sons of his own. Or<br>have the Trojans been allotting you a demesne of passing richness,<br>fair with orchard lawns and corn lands, if you should slay me? This<br>you shall hardly do. I have discomfited you once already. Have you<br>forgotten how when you were alone I chased you from your herds<br>helter-skelter down the slopes of Ida? You did not turn round to<br>look behind you; you took refuge in Lyrnessus, but I attacked the<br>city, and with the help of Minerva and father Jove I sacked it and<br>carried its women into captivity, though Jove and the other gods<br>rescued you. You think they will protect you now, but they will not do<br>so; therefore I say go back into the host, and do not face me, or<br>you will rue it. Even a fool may be wise after the event."<br>Then Aeneas answered, "Son of Peleus, think not that your words<br>can scare me as though I were a child. I too, if I will, can brag<br>and talk unseemly. We know one another's race and parentage as matters<br>of common fame, though neither have you ever seen my parents nor I<br>yours. Men say that you are son to noble Peleus, and that your<br>mother is Thetis, fair-haired daughter of the sea. I have noble<br>Anchises for my father, and Venus for my mother; the parents of one or<br>other of us shall this day mourn a son, for it will be more than silly<br>talk that shall part us when the fight is over. Learn, then, my<br>lineage if you will- and it is known to many.<br>"In the beginning Dardanus was the son of Jove, and founded<br>Dardania, for Ilius was not yet stablished on the plain for men to<br>dwell in, and her people still abode on the spurs of many-fountained<br>Ida. Dardanus had a son, king Erichthonius, who was wealthiest of<br>all men living; he had three thousand mares that fed by the<br>water-meadows, they and their foals with them. Boreas was enamoured of<br>them as they were feeding, and covered them in the semblance of a<br>dark-maned stallion. Twelve filly foals did they conceive and bear<br>him, and these, as they sped over the rich plain, would go bounding on<br>over the ripe ears of corn and not break them; or again when they<br>would disport themselves on the broad back of Ocean they could<br>gallop on the crest of a breaker. Erichthonius begat Tros, king of the<br>Trojans, and Tros had three noble sons, Ilus, Assaracus, and<br>Ganymede who was comeliest of mortal men; wherefore the gods carried<br>him off to be Jove's cupbearer, for his beauty's sake, that he might<br>dwell among the immortals. Ilus begat Laomedon, and Laomedon begat<br>Tithonus, Priam, Lampus, Clytius, and Hiketaon of the stock of Mars.<br>But Assaracus was father to Capys, and Capys to Anchises, who was my<br>father, while Hector is son to Priam.<br>"Such do I declare my blood and lineage, but as for valour, Jove<br>gives it or takes it as he will, for he is lord of all. And now let<br>there be no more of this prating in mid-battle as though we were<br>children. We could fling taunts without end at one another; a<br>hundred-oared galley would not hold them. The tongue can run all<br>whithers and talk all wise; it can go here and there, and as a man<br>says, so shall he be gainsaid. What is the use of our bandying hard<br>like women who when they fall foul of one another go out and wrangle<br>in the streets, one half true and the other lies, as rage inspires<br>them? No words of yours shall turn me now that I am fain to fight-<br>therefore let us make trial of one another with our spears."<br>As he spoke he drove his spear at the great and terrible shield of<br>Achilles, which rang out as the point struck it. The son of Peleus<br>held the shield before him with his strong hand, and he was afraid,<br>for he deemed that Aeneas's spear would go through it quite easily,<br>not reflecting that the god's glorious gifts were little likely to<br>yield before the blows of mortal men; and indeed Aeneas's spear did<br>not pierce the shield, for the layer of gold, gift of the god,<br>stayed the point. It went through two layers, but the god had made the<br>shield in five, two of bronze, the two innermost ones of tin, and<br>one of gold; it was in this that the spear was stayed.<br>Achilles in his turn threw, and struck the round shield of Aeneas at<br>the very edge, where the bronze was thinnest; the spear of Pelian<br>ash went clean through, and the shield rang under the blow; Aeneas was<br>afraid, and crouched backwards, holding the shield away from him;<br>the spear, however, flew over his back, and stuck quivering in the<br>ground, after having gone through both circles of the sheltering<br>shield. Aeneas though he had avoided the spear, stood still, blinded<br>with fear and grief because the weapon had gone so near him; then<br>Achilles sprang furiously upon him, with a cry as of death and with<br>his keen blade drawn, and Aeneas seized a great stone, so huge that<br>two men, as men now are, would be unable to lift it, but Aeneas<br>wielded it quite easily.<br>Aeneas would then have struck Achilles as he was springing towards<br>him, either on the helmet, or on the shield that covered him, and<br>Achilles would have closed with him and despatched him with his sword,<br>had not Neptune lord of the earthquake been quick to mark, and said<br>forthwith to the immortals, "Alas, I am sorry for great Aeneas, who<br>will now go down to the house of Hades, vanquished by the son of<br>Peleus. Fool that he was to give ear to the counsel of Apollo.<br>Apollo will never save him from destruction. Why should this man<br>suffer when he is guiltless, to no purpose, and in another's<br>quarrel? Has he not at all times offered acceptable sacrifice to the<br>gods that dwell in heaven? Let us then snatch him from death's jaws,<br>lest the son of Saturn be angry should Achilles slay him. It is fated,<br>moreover, that he should escape, and that the race of Dardanus, whom<br>Jove loved above all the sons born to him of mortal women, shall not<br>perish utterly without seed or sign. For now indeed has Jove hated the<br>blood of Priam, while Aeneas shall reign over the Trojans, he and<br>his children's children that shall be born hereafter."<br>Then answered Juno, "Earth-shaker, look to this matter yourself, and<br>consider concerning Aeneas, whether you will save him, or suffer<br>him, brave though he be, to fall by the hand of Achilles son of<br>Peleus. For of a truth we two, I and Pallas Minerva, have sworn full<br>many a time before all the immortals, that never would we shield<br>Trojans from destruction, not even when all Troy is burning in the<br>flames that the Achaeans shall kindle."<br>When earth-encircling Neptune heard this he went into the battle<br>amid the clash of spears, and came to the place where Achilles and<br>Aeneas were. Forthwith he shed a darkness before the eyes of the son<br>of Peleus, drew the bronze-headed ashen spear from the shield of<br>Aeneas, and laid it at the feet of Achilles. Then he lifted Aeneas<br>on high from off the earth and hurried him away. Over the heads of<br>many a band of warriors both horse and foot did he soar as the god's<br>hand sped him, till he came to the very fringe of the battle where the<br>Cauconians were arming themselves for fight. Neptune, shaker of the<br>earth, then came near to him and said, Aeneas, what god has egged<br>you on to this folly in fighting the son of Peleus, who is both a<br>mightier man of valour and more beloved of heaven than you are? Give<br>way before him whensoever you meet him, lest you go down to the<br>house of Hades even though fate would have it otherwise. When Achilles<br>is dead you may then fight among the foremost undaunted, for none<br>other of the Achaeans shall slay you."<br>The god left him when he had given him these instructions, and at<br>once removed the darkness from before the eyes of Achilles, who opened<br>them wide indeed and said in great anger, "Alas! what marvel am I<br>now beholding? Here is my spear upon the ground, but I see not him<br>whom I meant to kill when I hurled it. Of a truth Aeneas also must<br>be under heaven's protection, although I had thought his boasting<br>was idle. Let him go hang; he will be in no mood to fight me<br>further, seeing how narrowly he has missed being killed. I will now<br>give my orders to the Danaans and attack some other of the Trojans."<br>He sprang forward along the line and cheered his men on as he did<br>so. "Let not the Trojans," he cried, "keep you at arm's length,<br>Achaeans, but go for them and fight them man for man. However<br>valiant I may be, I cannot give chase to so many and fight all of<br>them. Even Mars, who is an immortal, or Minerva, would shrink from<br>flinging himself into the jaws of such a fight and laying about him;<br>nevertheless, so far as in me lies I will show no slackness of hand or<br>foot nor want of endurance, not even for a moment; I will utterly<br>break their ranks, and woe to the Trojan who shall venture within<br>reach of my spear."<br>Thus did he exhort them. Meanwhile Hector called upon the Trojans<br>and declared that he would fight Achilles. "Be not afraid, proud<br>Trojans," said he, "to face the son of Peleus; I could fight gods<br>myself if the battle were one of words only, but they would be more<br>than a match for me, if we had to use our spears. Even so the deed<br>of Achilles will fall somewhat short of his word; he will do in<br>part, and the other part he will clip short. I will go up against<br>him though his hands be as fire- though his hands be fire and his<br>strength iron."<br>Thus urged the Trojans lifted up their spears against the<br>Achaeans, and raised the cry of battle as they flung themselves into<br>the midst of their ranks. But Phoebus Apollo came up to Hector and<br>said, "Hector, on no account must you challenge Achilles to single<br>combat; keep a lookout for him while you are under cover of the others<br>and away from the thick of the fight, otherwise he will either hit you<br>with a spear or cut you down at close quarters."<br>Thus he spoke, and Hector drew back within the crowd, for he was<br>afraid when he heard what the god had said to him. Achilles then<br>sprang upon the Trojans with a terrible cry, clothed in valour as with<br>a garment. First he killed Iphition son of Otrynteus, a leader of much<br>people whom a naiad nymph had borne to Otrynteus waster of cities,<br>in the land of Hyde under the snowy heights of Mt. Tmolus. Achilles<br>struck him full on the head as he was coming on towards him, and split<br>it clean in two; whereon he fell heavily to the ground and Achilles<br>vaunted over him saying, "You he low, son of Otrynteus, mighty hero;<br>your death is here, but your lineage is on the Gygaean lake where your<br>father's estate lies, by Hyllus, rich in fish, and the eddying<br>waters of Hermus."<br>Thus did he vaunt, but darkness closed the eyes of the other. The<br>chariots of the Achaeans cut him up as their wheels passed over him in<br>the front of the battle, and after him Achilles killed Demoleon, a<br>valiant man of war and son to Antenor. He struck him on the temple<br>through his bronze-cheeked helmet. The helmet did not stay the<br>spear, but it went right on, crushing the bone so that the brain<br>inside was shed in all directions, and his lust of fighting was ended.<br>Then he struck Hippodamas in the midriff as he was springing down from<br>his chariot in front of him, and trying to escape. He breathed his<br>last, bellowing like a bull bellows when young men are dragging him to<br>offer him in sacrifice to the King of Helice, and the heart of the<br>earth-shaker is glad; even so did he bellow as he lay dying.<br>Achilles then went in pursuit of Polydorus son of Priam, whom his<br>father had always forbidden to fight because he was the youngest of<br>his sons, the one he loved best, and the fastest runner. He, in his<br>folly and showing off the fleetness of his feet, was rushing about<br>among front ranks until he lost his life, for Achilles struck him in<br>the middle of the back as he was darting past him: he struck him<br>just at the golden fastenings of his belt and where the two pieces<br>of the double breastplate overlapped. The point of the spear pierced<br>him through and came out by the navel, whereon he fell groaning on<br>to his knees and a cloud of darkness overshadowed him as he sank<br>holding his entrails in his hands.<br>When Hector saw his brother Polydorus with his entrails in his hands<br>and sinking down upon the ground, a mist came over his eyes, and he<br>could not bear to keep longer at a distance; he therefore poised his<br>spear and darted towards Achilles like a flame of fire. When<br>Achilles saw him he bounded forward and vaunted saying, "This is he<br>that has wounded my heart most deeply and has slain my beloved<br>comrade. Not for long shall we two quail before one another on the<br>highways of war."<br>He looked fiercely on Hector and said, "Draw near, that you may meet<br>your doom the sooner." Hector feared him not and answered, "Son of<br>Peleus, think not that your words can scare me as though I were a<br>child; I too if I will can brag and talk unseemly; I know that you are<br>a mighty warrior, mightier by far than I, nevertheless the issue<br>lies in the the lap of heaven whether I, worse man though I be, may<br>not slay you with my spear, for this too has been found keen ere now."<br>He hurled his spear as he spoke, but Minerva breathed upon it, and<br>though she breathed but very lightly she turned it back from going<br>towards Achilles, so that it returned to Hector and lay at his feet in<br>front of him. Achilles then sprang furiously on him with a loud cry,<br>bent on killing him, but Apollo caught him up easily as a god can, and<br>hid him in a thick darkness. Thrice did Achilles spring towards him<br>spear in hand, and thrice did he waste his blow upon the air. When<br>he rushed forward for the fourth time as though he were a god, he<br>shouted aloud saying, "Hound, this time too you have escaped death-<br>but of a truth it came exceedingly near you. Phoebus Apollo, to whom<br>it seems you pray before you go into battle, has again saved you;<br>but if I too have any friend among the gods I will surely make an<br>end of you when I come across you at some other time. Now, however,<br>I will pursue and overtake other Trojans."<br>On this he struck Dryops with his spear, about the middle of his<br>neck, and he fell headlong at his feet. There he let him lie and<br>stayed Demouchus son of Philetor, a man both brave and of great<br>stature, by hitting him on the knee with a spear; then he smote him<br>with his sword and killed him. After this he sprang on Laogonus and<br>Dardanus, sons of Bias, and threw them from their chariot, the one<br>with a blow from a thrown spear, while the other he cut down in<br>hand-to-hand fight. There was also Tros the son of Alastor- he came up<br>to Achilles and clasped his knees in the hope that he would spare<br>him and not kill him but let him go, because they were both of the<br>same age. Fool, he might have known that he should not prevail with<br>him, for the man was in no mood for pity or forbearance but was in<br>grim earnest. Therefore when Tros laid hold of his knees and sought<br>a hearing for his prayers, Achilles drove his sword into his liver,<br>and the liver came rolling out, while his bosom was all covered with<br>the black blood that welled from the wound. Thus did death close his<br>eyes as he lay lifeless.<br>Achilles then went up to Mulius and struck him on the ear with a<br>spear, and the bronze spear-head came right out at the other ear. He<br>also struck Echeclus son of Agenor on the head with his sword, which<br>became warm with the blood, while death and stern fate closed the eyes<br>of Echeclus. Next in order the bronze point of his spear wounded<br>Deucalion in the fore-arm where the sinews of the elbow are united,<br>whereon he waited Achilles' onset with his arm hanging down and<br>death staring him in the face. Achilles cut his head off with a blow<br>from his sword and flung it helmet and all away from him, and the<br>marrow came oozing out of his backbone as he lay. He then went in<br>pursuit of Rhigmus, noble son of Peires, who had come from fertile<br>Thrace, and struck him through the middle with a spear which fixed<br>itself in his belly, so that he fell headlong from his chariot. He<br>also speared Areithous squire to Rhigmus in the back as he was turning<br>his horses in flight, and thrust him from his chariot, while the<br>horses were struck with panic.<br>As a fire raging in some mountain glen after long drought- and the<br>dense forest is in a blaze, while the wind carries great tongues of<br>fire in every direction- even so furiously did Achilles rage, wielding<br>his spear as though he were a god, and giving chase to those whom he<br>would slay, till the dark earth ran with blood. Or as one who yokes<br>broad-browed oxen that they may tread barley in a threshing-floor- and<br>it is soon bruised small under the feet of the lowing cattle- even<br>so did the horses of Achilles trample on the shields and bodies of the<br>slain. The axle underneath and the railing that ran round the car were<br>bespattered with clots of blood thrown up by the horses' hoofs, and<br>from the tyres of the wheels; but the son of Peleus pressed on to<br>win still further glory, and his hands were bedrabbled with gore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Homer">Homer</a>, translated by Samuel Butler<div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410302" data-title="The Iliad: Book 20 de Homer" data-description="Thus, then, did the Achaeans arm by their ships round you, O son/of Peleus, who were hungering for battle; while the Trojans over/against them armed upon the rise of the plain./Meanwhile Jove from the top of many-delled Olympus, bade Themis/gather..."></div> </div> </div>

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