It never was our guise to slight the poor, or aught humane despise.

One rogue leads another.

But listen to me first and swear an oath to use all your eloquence and strength to look after me and protect me.

And what he greatly thought, he nobly dared.

Rage - Goddess, sing the rage of Peleus' son Achilles, murderous, doomed, that cost the Achaeans countless losses, hurling down to the House of Death so many sturdy souls, great fighters' souls, but made their bodies carrion, feasts for the dogs and birds, and the will of Zeus was moving toward its end. Begin, Muse, when the two first broke and clashed, Agamemnon lord of men and brilliant Achilles.

No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man's hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.

And would'st thou evil for his good repay?