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immortal sea nymphs accompanying Thetis to Achilles’ funeral

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immortal sea nymphs accompanying Thetis to Achilles’ funeral
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·Remembered

The immortal sea nymphs accompany Thetis from the sea to view Achilles’s body, their wailing frightening the Achaeans.

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“came with her immortal nymphs from out of the sea, and the sound of a great wailing went forth over the waters so that the Achaeans quaked for fear. They would have fled panic-stricken to their ships had not wise old Nestor whose counsel was ever truest checked them saying, ‘Hold, Argives, fly not sons of the Achaeans, this is his mother coming from the sea with her immortal nymphs to view the body of her son”
·Remembered

The sea nymphs stand weeping around Achilles and clothe him in immortal raiment.

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“The daughters of the old man of the sea stood round you weeping bitterly, and clothed you in immortal raiment”

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·Remembered
“Your mother, when she heard, came with her immortal nymphs from out of the sea”
·Remembered
“The daughters of the old man of the sea stood round you weeping bitterly”

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Book 24 · Passage 5

‘Happy son of Peleus,’ answered the ghost of Agamemnon, ‘for having died at Troy far from Argos, while the bravest of the Trojans and the Achaeans fell round you fighting for your body. There you lay in the whirling clouds of dust, all huge and hugely, heedless now of your chivalry. We fought the whole of the livelong day, nor should we ever have left off if Jove had not sent a hurricane to stay us. Then, when we had borne you to the ships out of the fray, we laid you on your bed and cleansed your fair skin with warm water and with ointments. The Danaans tore their hair and wept bitterly round about you. Your mother, when she heard, came with her immortal nymphs from out of the sea, and the sound of a great wailing went forth over the waters so that the Achaeans quaked for fear. They would have fled panic-stricken to their ships had not wise old Nestor whose counsel was ever truest checked them saying, ‘Hold, Argives, fly not sons of the Achaeans, this is his mother coming from the sea with her immortal nymphs to view the body of her son.’