I would rather be tied to the soil as a serf... than be king of all these dead and destroyed.
Uncontrollable laughter arose among the blessed gods.
The Grecian ladies counted their age from their marriage, not their birth.
I long for home, long for the sight of home.
Fear, O Achilles, the wrath of heaven; think on your own father and have compassion upon me, who am the more pitiable
Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies And sure he will for Wisdom never lies.