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