sexta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2012


And it was here that Thestor, Enop's boy,
Met that circumstance in nature
Gods call Fate, and on this day, men called Patroclus.
Thestor was not a Trojan.
But when King Priam's satraps came from Troy
And asked Sarpedon, Lycia's Prince, for aid,
and he said, 'Yes', - Thestor, the light in Enop's eye,
Applied to leave his management and fight,
And as he reined away, he called:
'Do not forsake me, O my seven meadows,
Until I conquer Greece!'
Though all he conquered was six foot of sand.

Logue's Homer, War Music, 2001 (2nd edition).

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