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Then is not all achieved when these are slain?

Gaze not afar, neglecting things at hand.

Thou seem'st content to suffer unavenged!

My realms be wide enow, though here I stay.

But thou—upon the left wing or the right,

Or centre of our allies, mayst thou plant

Thy buckler, and array thy battle-line.

Hector, alone I fain would fight the foe.

Yet, if thou think shame not to help to fire

The ship-sterns, after all thy toils o'erpast,

Post me to face Achilles and his host.

'Gainst him one cannot lift the eager spear.

Yet rumour ran that he too sailed to Troy.

He sailed, and he is here; but, being wroth

With fellow-chieftains, lifteth not the spear.