To lead the Argive battle against Troy:
Thither I go; whence to return or not
Is out of sight, but yet my marriage-making
Enters with better promise on my life
Thus hand in hand with glorious enterprise.
After some days among you I must away,
Tho’ ’tis not far.
Ul.Well said! So art thou bound.
Dio. The war that hung so long will now begin.
Lye. I ask one month, Achilles: grant one moon: