“’Tis true and yet not true, my child.”

“Thou lookest not well pleased to see me, my father.”

“He that is a King and commandeth a host hath many cares.”

“Put away thy cares awhile, and give thyself to me.”

“I am glad beyond measure to see thee.”

“Glad art thou?  Then why dost thou weep?”

“I weep because thou must be long time absent from me.”

“Perish all these fightings and troubles!”

“They will cause many to perish, and me most miserably of all.”

“Art thou going a journey from me, my father?”

“Aye, and thou also hast a journey to make.”

“Must I make it alone, or with my mother?”

“Alone; neither father nor mother may be with thee.”

“Sendest thou me to dwell elsewhere?”

“Hold thy peace:  such things are not for maidens to inquire.”

“Well, my father, order matters with the Phrygians, and then make haste to return.”

“I must first make a sacrifice to the Gods.”

“’Tis well.  The Gods should have due honour.”

“Aye, and thou wilt stand close to the altar.”

“Shall I lead the dances, my father?”

“O my child, how I envy thee, that thou knowest nought!  And now go into the tent; but first kiss me, and give me thy hand, for thou shalt be parted from thy father for many days.”

And when she was gone within, he cried, “O fair bosom and very lovely cheeks and yellow hair of my child!  O city of Priam, what woe thou bringest on me!  But I must say no more.”

Then he turned to the Queen, and excused himself that he wept when he should rather have rejoiced for the marriage of his daughter.  And when the Queen would know of the estate of the bridegroom, he told her that his name was Achilles, and that he was the son of Peleus by his wife Thetis, the daughter of Nereus of the sea, and that he dwelt in Phthia.  And when she inquired of the time of the marriage he said that it should be in the same moon, on the first lucky day; and as to the place, that it must be where the bridegroom was sojourning, that is to say, in the camp.  “And I,” said the King, “will give the maiden to her husband.”

“But where,” answered the Queen, “is it your pleasure that I should be?”

“Thou must return to Argos, and care for the maidens there.”

“Sayest thou that I must return?  Who then will hold up the torch for the bride?”

“I will do that which is needful.  For it is not seemly that thou shouldst be present where the whole army is gathered together.”

“Aye, but it is seemly that a mother should give her daughter in marriage.”

“But the maidens at home should not be left alone.”

“They are well kept in their chambers.”

“Be persuaded, lady.”

“Not so:  thou shalt order that which is without the house, but I that which is within.”