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Achilles's sword

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Achilles's sword
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Aliases

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mighty sword

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Location presence

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Xanthus2 observations
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Achilles carries his sword into Xanthus.

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plunged into the river like a god, armed with his sword only
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Achilles draws and uses his sword at the bank of Xanthus.

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The son of Peleus then drew his sword and sprang furiously upon him

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Achilles’s mighty sword is being drawn from its scabbard.

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was drawing his mighty sword from its scabbard
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Achilles’s sword has a silver hilt and is returned to its scabbard under Minerva’s command.

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silver hilt of his sword, and thrust it back into the scabbard
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Achilles draws his keen sword as he springs at Aeneas.

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then Achilles sprang furiously upon him, with a cry as of death and with his keen blade drawn
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Achilles’s sword is his sole weapon in the river and hews Trojans down on every side.

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armed with his sword only. Fell was his purpose as he hewed the Trojans down on every side. Their dying groans rose hideous as the sword smote them
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Achilles’s keen, two-edged sword is plunged to the hilt into Lycaon’s neck.

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Achilles drew his keen blade, and struck him by the collar-bone on his neck; he plunged his two-edged sword into him to the very hilt

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drawing his mighty sword from its scabbard
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the silver-studded sword of bronze
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with his keen blade drawn
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plunged into the river like a god, armed with his sword only

Passage preview

Book 1 · Passage 18

The son of Peleus was furious, and his heart within his shaggy breast was divided whether to draw his sword, push the others aside, and kill the son of Atreus, or to restrain himself and check his anger. While he was thus in two minds, and was drawing his mighty sword from its scabbard, Minerva came down from heaven (for Juno had sent her in the love she bore to them both), and seized the son of Peleus by his yellow hair, visible to him alone, for of the others no man could see her. Achilles turned in amaze, and by the fire that flashed from her eyes at once knew that she was Minerva. ‘Why are you here,’ said he, ‘daughter of aegis-bearing Jove? To see the pride of Agamemnon, son of Atreus? Let me tell you—and it shall surely be—he shall pay for this insolence with his life.’