While round the dark ships of Greece the fierce fight raged, Achilles, from afar, listened unmoved to the din of battle, and watched with stony eyes the men of Greece as they fell and died on the reddened ground.
To him came Patroclus.
"Why dost thou weep, Patroclus?" asked Achilles. "Like a fond little maid art thou that runs by her mother's
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