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For some there are of us who, yet unwed, 805
Have left their dwellings wardenless, and here
Sit idle on the shore, some that have wives
And children: such strange longing for this war
Hath upon Hellas fallen by heaven's will.
Mine own, my righteous grievance, must I speak,— 810
Let whoso will beside, his own cause plead:—
Pharsalia's land and Peleus have I left,
And through these light airs of Euripus wait,
Checking my Myrmidons: yet urgent aye
They cry, "Why dally, Achilles,? How long time 815
Yet must the Troyward-bound array wait on?
Act,[1] if thou canst; else lead thy war-host home,
Waiting no more on Atreus' son's delays.
Enter Klytemnestra.
Klytemnestra.
Child of the Nereïd Goddess, from within
Thy voice I heard, and come without the tent. 815
Achilles.
Great Queen of Shamefastness,[2] what lady here
Behold I crowned with peerless loveliness?
Klytemnestra.
No marvel thou shouldst know me not, unseen
Ere this:—thy shrinking modesty I praise.