"Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans."
"Come, weave us a scheme so I can pay them back! Stand beside me, Athena, fire me with daring, fierce as the day we ripped Troy's glittering crown of towers down. Stand by me - furious now as then, my bright-eyed one - and I would fight three hundred men, great goddess, with you to brace me, comrade-in-arms in battle!"
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Source: Homer (1997). “The Odyssey”, p.452, Penguin
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