Studies of the Greek Poets (Vol 1 of 2)Symonds, John Addington
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Studies of the Greek Poets (Vol 1 of 2)
Symonds, John Addington
Greek poetry -- History and criticism
"Why, daughter of ægis-bearing Zeus, art thou come hither? Say,
is it to behold the violence of Agamemnon, Atreus's son? But I
will tell to thee, what verily I think shall be accomplished,
that by his own pride he soon shall slay his soul.
"Him then the gray-eyed goddess Athene bespake:
"I came to stay thy might, if thou wilt hear me, from heaven;
for Here, white-armed goddess, sent me forth, loving you both
alike, and caring for you. But come, give up strife, nor draw
thy sword! But, lo, I bid thee taunt him with sharp words,
as verily shall be. For this I say to thee, and it shall
be accomplished: the time shall come when thou shalt have
thrice-fold as many splendid gifts because of his violence.
Only restrain thyself; obey me.
"To her, in turn, spake swift-footed Achilles:
"Needs must I, goddess, keep thy word and hers, though sorely
grieved in soul; for thus is it best. He who obeys the gods,
him have they listened to in time of need.
"He spake, and on the silver handle pressed a heavy hand, and
back into the scabbard thrust the mighty sword, nor swerved
from Athene's counsel. But she back to Olympus fared, to the
house of ægis-bearing Zeus unto the other gods.
"Then Peleides again with bitter words bespake Atrides, and not
yet awhile surceased from wrath:
"Wine-weighted, with a dog's eyes and a heart of deer! Never
hadst thou spirit to harness thee for the battle with the folk,
nor yet to join the ambush with the best of the Achaians.
_This_ to thee seems certain death. Far better is it, verily,
throughout the broad camp of Achaians to filch gifts when a
man stands up to speak against thee--thou folk-consuming king,
that swayest men of nought. Lo, of a sooth, Atrides, now for
the last time wilt thou have dealt knavishly. But I declare
unto thee, and will swear thereon a mighty oath; yea, by this
sceptre, which shall never put forth leaf nor twig since that
day that it left the stock upon the mountains, nor again shall
bud or bloom, for of its leafage and its bark the iron stripped
it bare; and sons of the Achaians hold it in their palms for
judgment, they who guard the laws by ordinance of Zeus; and
this shall be to thee a mighty oath. Verily, and of a truth,
the day shall be when sore desire for Achilles shall come upon
Achaians one and all. Then shalt thou, though grieved in soul,
have no power to help, while in multitudes they fall and die at
Hector's murderous hands; but thou shalt tear thy heart within
thy breast for rage, seeing thou honoredst not the best of the
Achaians aught.
"So spake Peleides; and on the earth cast down the sceptre
studded with nails of gold; and he sat down upon his seat."
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