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. Iliad and Odyssey. Done into English prose by Andrew Lang, Butcher, Walter Leaf, and Ernest Myers. re with me, and seize her; and that will be yet moregrievous for him. So saying he sent them forth, and laid stern charge uponthem. Unwillingly went they along the beach of the unvin-taged sea, and came to the huts and ships of the found they sitting beside his hut and black ship ; norwhen he saw them was Achilles glad. So they in dread andreverence of the king stood, and spake to him no word,, norquestioned him. But he knew in his heart, and spake tothem: All hail, ye herald
. Iliad and Odyssey. Done into English prose by Andrew Lang, Butcher, Walter Leaf, and Ernest Myers. re with me, and seize her; and that will be yet moregrievous for him. So saying he sent them forth, and laid stern charge uponthem. Unwillingly went they along the beach of the unvin-taged sea, and came to the huts and ships of the found they sitting beside his hut and black ship ; norwhen he saw them was Achilles glad. So they in dread andreverence of the king stood, and spake to him no word,, norquestioned him. But he knew in his heart, and spake tothem: All hail, ye heralds, messengers of Zeus and men,come near ; ye are not guilty in my sight, but Agamemnonthat sent you for the sake of the damsel Briseis. Go now,heaven-sprung Patroklos, bring forth the damsel, and give themher to lead away. Moreover, let the twain themselves be my wit-nesses before the face of the blessed gods and mortal men, yeaand of him, that king untoward, against the day when therecometh need of me hereafter to save them all from shamefulwreck. Of a truth he raveth with baleful mind, and hath not. BOOK I 11 knowledge to look before and after, that so his Achaians mightbattle in safety beside their ships. So said he, and Patroklos hearkened to his dear comrade,and led forth from the hut Briseis of the fair cheeks, and gavethem her to lead away. So these twain took their way backalong the Achaians ships, and with them went the woman allunwilling. Then Achilles wept anon, and sat him down apart,aloof from his comrades on the beach of the grey sea, gazingacross the boundless main ; he stretched forth his arms andprayed instantlyl to his dear mother: Mother, seeing thoudidst of a truth bear me to so brief span of life, honour at theleast ought the Olympian to have granted me, even Zeus thatthundereth on high ; but nowr doth he not honour me, no, notone whit. Verily Atreus son, wide-ruling Agamemnon, hathdone me dishonour; for he hath taken away my meed of hon-our aud keepeth her
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