all sides, could not restrain himself, or control voice and
passion. ‘Aye,’ cries he, ‘for a crime, for an outrage like 20
this, may the gods, if there is any sense of right in heaven
to take cognizance of such deeds, give you the full thanks
you merit, and pay you your due reward; you, who have
made me look with my own eyes on my son’s death, and
stained a father’s presence with the sight of blood. But 25
he whom your lying tongue calls your sire, Achilles, dealt
not thus with Priam his foe—he had a cheek that could
crimson at a suppliant’s rights, a suppliant’s honour.