where the music-loving dolphin leapt and rolled at your dark-blue prows, bringing Achilles, the son of Thetis, light in the leap of his foot,with Agamemnon to the banks of Trojan Simois.

ChorusThe Nereids, leaving Euboea’s headlands, brought from Hephaestus’ anvil his shield-work of golden armor,up to Pelion and the glens at the foot of holy Ossa, the Nymphs’ watch-tower . . . where his father, the horseman, was training the son of Thetis as a light for Hellas,sea-born, swift-footed for the sons of Atreus.

ChorusI heard, from someone who had arrived at the harbor of Nauplia from Ilium, thaton the circle of your famous shield, O son of Thetis, were wrought these signs, a terror to the Phrygians: on the surrounding base of the shield’s rim, Perseus the throat-cutter, overthe sea with winged sandals, was holding the Gorgon’s body, with Hermes, Zeus’ messenger, the rustic son of Maia.

ChorusIn the center of the shield the sun’s bright circle