At last is Hector stretchd upon the plain,Who feard no vengean

At last is Hector stretchd upon the plain,
Who feard no vengeance for Patroclus slain:
Then, Prince! You should have feard, what now you feel;
Achilles absent was Achilles still:
Yet a short space the great avenger stayed,
Then low in dust thy strength and glory laid. – Homer

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