The Iliad
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Book Name: The Iliad
Writer: Homer, Circa
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he elderly person dreaded him and complied. Not a word he expressed, yet passed by the shore of the sounding ocean and asked separated to King Apollo whom stunning Leto had borne. ‘Hear me,’ he cried, ‘O lord of the silver bow, that protectest Chryse and blessed Cilla and rulest Tenedos with thy may, hear me gracious thou of Sminthe. On the off chance that I have ever decked your sanctuary with laurels, or copied your thigh-bones in fat of bulls or goats, award my petition, and let your bolts retaliate for these my tears upon the Danaans.’
Subsequently did he implore, and Apollo heard his petition. He descended irate from the culminations of Olympus, with his bow and his quiver upon his shoulder, and the bolts shook on his back with the fury that shuddered inside him. He sat himself down away from the boats with a face as dim as night, and his silver bow rang passing as he shot his bolt amidst them. First he destroyed their donkeys and their dogs, yet by and by he pointed his poles at the individuals themselves, and throughout the day the fires of the dead were consuming.
For nine entire days he shot his bolts among the individuals, however upon the tenth day Achilles called them in get together—moved thereto by Juno, who saw the Achaeans in their final breaths and had empathy upon them. At that point, when they were got together, he rose and talked among them.
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