Are lost on me.  But let him rot in peace
Crazed as he is, and by the stroke of Jove 470
Infatuate.  I detest his gifts, and him
So honor as the thing which most I scorn. 
And would he give me twenty times the worth
Of this his offer, all the treasured heaps
Which he possesses, or shall yet possess, 475
All that Orchomenos within her walls,
And all that opulent Egyptian Thebes
Receives, the city with a hundred gates,
Whence twenty thousand chariots rush to war,
And would he give me riches as the sands, 480
And as the dust of earth, no gifts from him
Should soothe me, till my soul were first avenged
For all the offensive license of his tongue. 
I will not wed the daughter of your Chief,
Of Agamemnon.  Could she vie in charms 485
With golden Venus, had she all the skill
Of blue-eyed Pallas, even so endow’d
She were no bride for me.  No.  He may choose
From the Achaians some superior Prince,
One more her equal.  Peleus, if the Gods 490
Preserve me, and I safe arrive at home,
Himself, ere long, shall mate me with a bride. 
In Hellas and in Phthia may be found
Fair damsels many, daughters of the Chiefs
Who guard our cities; I may choose of them, 495
And make the loveliest of them all my own. 
There, in my country, it hath ever been
My dearest purpose, wedded to a wife
Of rank convenient, to enjoy in peace
Such wealth as ancient Peleus hath acquired. 500
For life, in my account, surpasses far
In value all the treasures which report
Ascribed to populous Ilium, ere the Greeks
Arrived, and while the city yet had peace;
Those also which Apollo’s marble shrine 505
In rocky Pytho boasts.  Fat flocks and beeves
May be by force obtain’d, tripods and steeds
Are bought or won, but if the breath of man
Once overpass its bounds, no force arrests
Or may constrain the unbodied spirit back. 510
Me, as my silver-footed mother speaks
Thetis, a twofold consummation waits. 
If still with battle I encompass Troy,
I win immortal glory, but all hope
Renounce of my return.  If I return 515
To my beloved country, I renounce
The illustrious meed of glory, but obtain
Secure and long immunity from death. 
And truly I would recommend to all
To voyage homeward, for the fall as yet 520
Ye shall not see of Ilium’s lofty towers,
For that the Thunderer with uplifted arm
Protects her, and her courage hath revived. 
Bear ye mine answer back, as is the part
Of good ambassadors, that they may frame 525
Some likelier plan, by which both fleet and host
May be preserved; for, my resentment still
Burning, this project is but premature.