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Euryalus (Εὐρύαλος) refers to three different characters from classical literature:

  1. In the Aeneid by Virgil, Nisus and Euryalus are ideal friends and lovers,[1] who died during a raid on the Rutulians.[2][3]
  2. In Greek mythology, Euryalus was the son of Mecisteus. He attacked the city of Thebes as one of the Epigoni, who took the city and avenged the deaths of their fathers, who had also attempted to invade Thebes. In Homer's Iliad, he fought in the Trojan War, where he was brother-in-arms of Diomedes, and one of the Greeks to enter the Trojan Horse. He lost the boxing match to Epeius at the funeral games for Patrocles.[4][3]
  3. Euryalus was also the name of a son of Euippe and Odysseus, who was mistakenly slain by his father.[5]

In addition, HMS Euryalus is the name of several ships of the Royal Navy.

References

  1. ^ Virgil. Aeneid, V.294.
  2. ^ Virgil. Aeneid, IX.179-431.
  3. ^ a b Dictionary of Classical Mythology. London: Penguin. 1990. p. 147. ISBN 9780140512359.  
  4. ^ Homer; Trans. Stanley Lombardo (1997). Illiad. Hackett. ISBN 9780872203525.   23.704-719.
  5. ^ Parthenius of Nicaea; S. Gaselee (trans.) (1916). Love Romances. Loeb, Harvard UP. http://www.theoi.com/Text/Parthenius.html#3.  
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Euryalus
by Edith Wharton

UPWARD we went by fields of asphodel,
Leaving Ortygia's moat-bound walls below;
By orchards, where the wind-flowers' drifted snow
Lay lightly heaped upon the turf's light swell;
By gardens, whence upon the wayside fell
Jasmine and rose in April's overflow;
Till, winding up in Epipolae's wide brow,
We reached at last the lonely citadel.

There, on the ruined rampart climbing high,
We sat and dreamed among the browsing sheep,
Until we heard the trumpet's startled cry
Waking a clang of arms about the keep,
And seaward saw, with rapt foreboding eye,
The sails of Athens whiten on the deep.


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