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give me your armour to buckle round my shoulders, so trojans, mistaking me for you, may stop the fight. by spitfired
Fandom Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi (TV)
08 Jan 2024
Summary
Then let me die, since I could not prevent
the death of my companion. He’s fallen
far from his homeland. He needed me there
to protect him from destruction. So now,
since I’m not returning to my own dear land,
and for Patroclus was no saving light
or for my many other comrades,
all those killed by godlike Hector while I sat
here by the ships, a useless burden
on the earth—and I’m unmatched in warfare
by any other Achaean armed in bronze,
although in council other men are better—
so let wars disappear from gods and men
and passionate anger, too, which incites
even the prudent man to that sweet rage,
sweeter than trickling honey in men’s throats,
which builds up like smoke inside their chests,
as Agamemnon, king of men, just now,
made me enraged. But we’ll let that pass.
For all the pain I feel, I’ll suppress the heart
within my chest, as I must. So now I’ll go
to meet Hector, killer of the man I loved.- Words:
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