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summarize black ships before troy:

when menelaus returned from hunting and found his queen fled with the trojan prince, the black grief and the red rage came upon him, and he sent word of the wrong done to him and a furious call for aid to his brother, black-bearded agamemnon, who was high king over all the other kings of greece.
and from golden mycenae of the lion gate where agamemnon sat in his great hall, the call went out for men and ships. to ancient nestor of pylos, to thisbe, where the wild doves croon, to rocky pytho, to ajax the mighty, lord of salamis, and diomedes of the loud war cry whose land was argos of the many horses, to the cunning odysseus among the harsh hills of ithaca, even far south to idomeneus of crete, and many more.
and from crete and argos and ithaca, from the mainland and the islands, the black ships put to sea, as the kings gathered their men from the fields and the fishing and took up bows and spears for the keeping of their oath, to fetch back helen of the fair cheeks and take vengeance upon troy, whose prince had carried her away.
agamemnon waited for them with his own ships in the harbor of aulis; and when they had gathered to him there, the great fleet sailed for troy.
but one of the war-leaders who should have been with them was lacking, and this was the way of it. before ever paris was born, thetis of the silver feet had given a son to king peleus, and they called him achilles. the gods had promised that if she dipped the babe in the styx, which is one of the rivers of the underworld, the sacred water would proof him against death in battle. so, gladly she did as she was bidden, but dipping him headfirst in the dark and bitter flood, she held on to him by one foot. thus her fingers pressed about his heel, kept the waters from reaching that one spot. by the time she understood what she had done it was too late, for the thing could not be done again; so ever after she was afraid for her son, always afraid.
when he was old enough, his father sent him to thessaly, with an older boy, patroclus, for his companion, to chiron, the wisest of all the centaurs. and with the other boy, chiron taught him to ride (on his own back) and trained him in all the warrior skills of sword and spear and bow, and in making the music of the lyre, until the time came for him to return to his father’s court.
but when the high king’s summons went out and the black ships were launched for war, his mother sent him secretly to the isle of scyros, begging king lycomedes to have him dressed as a maiden and hidden among his own daughters, so that he might be safe.
how it came about that achilles agreed to this, no one knows. maybe she cast some kind of spell on him, for love’s sake. but there he remained among the princesses, while the ships gathered in the world outside.
but thetis’ loving plan failed after all, for, following the seaways eastward, part of the fleet put in to take on fresh water at scyros, where the whisper was abroad that prince achilles was concealed.
king lycomedes welcomed the warriors but denied all knowledge of the young prince. the leaders were desperate to find him, for calchas, chief among the soothsayers who sailed with them, had said that they would not take troy without him. then odysseus, who was not called the resourceful for nothing, blackened his beard and eyebrows and put on the dress of a trader, turning his hair up under a seaman’s red cap, and with a staff in one hand and a huge pack on his back went up to the palace.
when the girls heard that there was a trader in the palace forecourt, out from the women’s quarters they all came running, achilles among them, veiled like the rest, to see him undo his pack. and when he had done so, each of them chose what she liked best: a wreath of gold, a necklace of amber, a pair of turquoise earrings blue as the sky, a skirt of embroidered scarlet silk, until they came to the bottom of the pack. and at the bottom of the pack lay a great sword of bronze, the hilt studded with golden nails. then the last of the girls, still closely veiled, who had held back as though waiting all the while, swooped forward and caught it up, as one well used to the handling of such weapons. and at the familiar feel of it, the spell that his mother had set upon him dissolved away.
“this for me! ” said prince achilles, pulling off his veil.
then the kings and chieftains of the fleet greeted and rejoiced over him. they stripped off his girl’s garments and dressed him in kilt and cloak as befitted a warrior, with his new sword slung at his side; and they sent him back to his father’s court to claim the ships and the fighting men that were his by right, that he might add them to the fleet.