Infuriate, and by Jove assisted, heeds 295
Nor God nor man, but prays the morn to rise
That he may hew away our vessel-heads,
Burn all our fleet with fire, and at their sides
Slay the Achaians struggling in the smoke. 
Horrible are my fears lest these his threats 300
The Gods accomplish, and it be our doom
To perish here, from Argos far remote. 
Up, therefore! if thou canst, and now at last
The weary sons of all Achaia save
From Trojan violence.  Regret, but vain, 305
Shall else be thine hereafter, when no cure
Of such great ill, once suffer’d, can be found. 
Thou therefore, seasonably kind, devise
Means to preserve from such disast’rous fate
The Grecians.  Ah, my friend! when Peleus thee 310
From Phthia sent to Agamemnon’s aid,
On that same day he gave thee thus in charge. 
“Juno, my son, and Pallas, if they please,
Can make thee valiant; but thy own big heart
Thyself restrain.  Sweet manners win respect. 315
Cease from pernicious strife, and young and old
Throughout the host shall honor thee the more.” 
Such was thy father’s charge, which thou, it seems,
Remember’st not.  Yet even now thy wrath
Renounce; be reconciled; for princely gifts 320
Atrides gives thee if thy wrath subside. 
Hear, if thou wilt, and I will tell thee all,
How vast the gifts which Agamemnon made
By promise thine, this night within his tent. 
Seven tripods never sullied yet with fire; 325
Of gold ten talents; twenty cauldrons bright;
Twelve steeds strong-limb’d, victorious in the race;
No man possessing prizes such as those
Which they have won for him, shall feel the want
Of acquisitions splendid, or of gold. 330
Seven virtuous female captives he will give,
Expert in arts domestic, Lesbians all,
Whom when thou conquer’dst Lesbos, he received
His chosen portion, passing woman-kind
In perfect loveliness of face and form. 335
These will he give, and will with these resign
Her whom he took, Briseis, with an oath
Most solemn, that unconscious as she was
Of his embraces, such he yields her back. 
All these he gives thee now! and if at length 340
The Gods vouchsafe to us to overturn
Priam’s great city, thou shalt heap thy ships
With gold and brass, entering and choosing first,
When we shall share the spoil; and shalt beside
Choose twenty from among the maids of Troy, 345
Helen except, loveliest of all their sex. 
And if once more the rich milk-flowing land
We reach of Argos, thou shalt there become
His son-in-law, and shalt enjoy like state
With him, whom he in all abundance rears, 350
His only son Orestes.  In his house