Thetis, having brought Achilles his new armour, and promised to
preserve the body of Patroclus from corruption, he is reconciled to
Agamemnon, and being miraculously invigorated by Minerva, goes forth to
battle, regardless of the prediction of his fate by his horse Xanthus.
Saffron-robed Morn was rising from the streams of ocean, that she might
bear light to immortals and mortals; 619 but she (Thetis) came to the
ships, bearing the gifts from the god. Her dear son she found lying
upon Patroclus, bitterly lamenting, and his numerous companions were
lamenting around him. But near to him stood the divine of goddesses,
and hung upon his hand and spoke, and addressed him: