These colours came before the Sun
Lifted above the ocean,
Alike to mortals and Immortals.
And through this falling brightness,
Through the by now
Gliding across the azimuth,
With armour the colour of moonlight laid on her forearms,
Hovering above the Fleet,
Her skyish face towards her son
Gripping the body of Patroclus
Naked and dead against his own,
While Thetis spoke:
His soldiers looking on;
Looking away from it; remembering their own;
"Grieving will not amend what Heaven has done.
Suppose you throw your hate after Patroclus' soul.
Who besides Troy will gain?
See what I've brought..."
And as she laid the moonlit armour on the sand
And the sound that came from it
Followed the light that came from it
Made in Heaven.
Line 98: On Chapman's Homer
A reference to the title of Keats' famous sonnet (often quoted in America) which, owing to a printer's absent-mindedness, has been drolly transposed, from some other article, into the account of a sports event. For other vivid misprints see note to line 802.
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