Achilles (Mythological character); Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Trojan War
“Son of Atreus, and ye other chiefs of all the Greeks, many of the
long-haired Achæans have perished, whose black blood fierce Mars has
now shed near fair-flowing Scamander, and their souls have descended to
the shades! Therefore it behoves you to cause the battle of the Greeks
to cease with the dawn, and let us, collected together, carry the
bodies hither on chariots, with oxen and mules, and burn them at a
little distance from the ships, that each may carry home the bones [of
the deceased] to their children, when we return again to our
father-land. And let us, going out, heap up in the plain one common
tomb for all, round the pyre, and beside it let us speedily erect lofty
towers, as a bulwark of our ships and of ourselves; and in it let us
make a well-fitted gate, that through it there may be a passage for the
chariots. But outside let us sink, near at hand, a deep trench, which,
being circular, may serve as a defence to both steeds and men, lest at
any time the war of the haughty Trojans should press sorely.”
Thus he spoke, and all the princes approved of his counsel. But of the
Trojans also was a panic-struck and turbulent council held in the lofty
citadel of Ilium, at the gates of Priam; and to them wise Antenor thus
began to harangue:
“Hear me, ye Trojans and Dardanians and allies, that I may tell you
what the soul in my breast commands me. Come then, let us restore
Argive Helen, and her treasures with her to the sons of Atreus to lead
away; for now we are fighting after having violated the faithful
leagues. Wherefore I think that nothing better will be brought to pass
by us, unless we act thus.”
He, having thus said, sat down; but to them arose divine Alexander, the
husband of fair-haired Helen, who answering him spoke winged words:
“O Antenor, thou no longer speakest these things grateful to me. Thou
knowest how to devise another counsel better than this; but if, in
truth, thou speakest this seriously, the gods themselves have now
deprived thee of thy senses. But I will declare my opinion amidst the
horse-subduing Trojans; I openly declare I will not give up my wife:
but the treasures, whatever I have brought home from Argos, all these I
am willing to give, and even to add others from my own home.”
Thus having spoken, he sat down; but to them arose Priam, son of
Dardanus, a counsellor equal to the gods; who thus wisely harangued
them, and said:
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