Achilles absent was Achilles still!
Nor can one word be chang'd but for a worse.
The sun rose on the flawless brimming sea into a sky all brazen-all one brightening for gods immortal and for mortal men on plowlands kind with grain.
Once harm has been done, even a fool understands it.
It is not unseemly for a man to die fighting in defense of his country.
Whoever obeys the gods, to him they particularly listen.