And Telamonian Ajax struck Anthemion’s son, the hardy stripling Simoisius, still unwed ... His mother had borne him along the Simois’ banks when she trailed her parents down the slopes of Ida to tend their flocks, and so they called him Simoisius. But never would he repay his loving parents now for the gift of rearing—his life cut short so soon,
This is only a few lines but wow! How moving!
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