Go back
home with your ships and take your compatriots with you,
lord it
over your Myrmidons—I care nothing for you now,
181 nor does your
anger concern me. But still, I will give
you a warning:
even as
Phoebus Apollo is taking away my Chryseis,
as I am sending
her back on a ship of mine with my own men,
so I will take
your Briseis away, with her beautiful cheekbones,
going
myself to your tent to seize your prize—and you’ll truly
know how
much greater I am than you, and the next man too will
187 fear to talk
back as my equal and openly act as my rival.”
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