For my honour to stay; I have others here to support it, Who—and Zeus above all, the Counsellor—will uphold me You are the hatefullest to me of the Zeus-fed princes, Lover for evermore of brawl and battle and discord. Strong if you are, your strength was by some deity given. Home with your hollow ships, and with your people returning Order the Myrmidonans: expect not me to regard you, Or to observe your wrath. I advertise you beforehand— As Chryseïda Phœbus Apollo hath bid me surrender, I in a ship of my own will with my people remit her Home, and the beautiful-cheeked Briseïda then to replace her Out of your tent, your prize, will carry; an argument to you How much greater I am than yourself, and a warning to others Not to oppose my will and talk with me as an equal.’ So said he, and pain seized Pelides, and in the bosom Under his hairy breast two purposes he divided, Either, from by his thigh the glittering blade unsheathing, To put aside the rest and straightway kill Agamemnon, Or to repress his wrath and check himself in his anger. With the purposes yet conflicting thus in his bosom, From the sheath the huge sword was issuing out, when Athena Came from heaven: the goddess, the white-armed Hera, desired it, Solicitous for the good of the one alike and the other. Standing behind, by the yellow hair she drew back Achilles, Visible only to him, of the rest to no one apparent; And with wonder seized he turned, and knew in a moment Pallas Athenæa, with dreadful eyes looking at him; And he opened his lips with wingèd words and addressed her: ‘Wherefore art thou come, O child of the ægis-bearer; Was it the fury to see of Atrides Agamemnon? Lo, I declare it now, and you will see it accomplished, His injurious acts will bring his death-blow upon him.’ And replying, said the blue-eyed goddess, Athena: ‘To repress I came, if practicable, your anger, Out of heaven,—the goddess, the white-armed Hera, desired me, Solicitous for the good of the one alike and the other. Abstain from violence, put back the sword in the scabbard, Let opprobrious words, if necessary, requite him; For I declare it now, and you will see it accomplished, Three times as many gifts will soon, as costly, be sent you In reparation of this; be ruled by us to be patient.’ And replying, spoke and said swift-footed Achilles: ‘Unto admonition of you two given, O goddess, Even the greatly incensed should yield; ’tis well to obey you; Who to the voice of the gods is obedient, they will assist him.’ _ELEGIACS._ I