Book: The Iliad

Help file like crowds of them from hector 40.

Forty under their militias and black ships were brought.

Who is fighting a noble soul, no doubt, have
Bravely stand, or strike him he strikes!

What can I broadcast on the buyouts, what do you say, insane?
So, until Patroclus was enjoying the sunshine,
Pardon the sons of Troy sometimes I was nice.
Many of you polonium, and many redemption I made.
Now you no mercy to anyone who just demon
In my hands will lead under the walls of Troy Promoveu!
All you Trojans, death, and especially the children of Priam!
So, my dear, die! And what are you crying so much?
Patroclus died, much you foremost mortal!
See how I can be myself, and handsome, and majestic appearance;
The son of a famous father, the mother have the goddess;
But I'm in the land of the mighty destiny can not be avoided;
Death will come to me in the morning, in the evening or at noon,
Quickly, and only enemy, and my battles on soul rend.
Or hitting a spear or winged bow

In vain you, the dog, hug my feet and pray family!
I since listened to rage, you rend apart,
Body raw your eating I would you did to me.
No, the son from your head will not move
Dogs eating! If in ten, and twenty times I
Lush gifts and bring so much else promise;
If you ordered gold to weigh
King Priam of Ilium, and then on deathbed funeral
Mother Hecuba to you, your not going to mourn the birth;
Birds your corpse and dogs myrmidons all devoured!

Both of us easily raskazat insults mutual
So that the gravity will not lift the vehicle Stockley,
Flexible language; speeches for him abundantly
Any field for words and phrases here and there indefinitely.

O my Patroclus! on the other, to me, unfortunate, priceless!
Mountain living you I left, leaving the canopy;
In the shadow returning, find the dead the shepherd of the people!
So suffer me a continuous bedstwo for bedstwo!
Her husband, with whom I combined parent and mother
I saw in front of a hail of copper pierced with cruel;
Seen the brothers three (birth to single mother),
All me same cute, corruptly day absorbed.
You're in tears when Achilles gradable
Husband struck my abode Mines destroyed,
You comforted me saying that my Achilles hero
Will make a sweet wife that soon in pliskow land
He will take our marriage with mirmidoni will celebrate.
You fell, you to mourn me forever, boy cute!

Here, on the Trojan shore! And me, vozvrativshis with battlefield
In the house of their fathers never Peleus the aged will not meet,
No dear mother, but here I will cover the grave!
If after thee, o Patroclus, my grave to get me,
With honor you in the cellar; but not before, as here, I will slay
The armor and head of Hector, thy proud death!

King Agamemnon! it would be useful if before
So did we both, when, in our distress,
Gnawing at the soul of the enmity kindled in the captive maiden!
Oh! Artemis almost this virgin the arrow didn't pierce
The day of her among the captives chose me, Lioness ruined:
Many Achaean heroes did not gnaw teeth b,
Surfactants under the hands of hostile when I persisted in anger!

Each of avtomedon, which of the immortal Council are useless
In your heart, and put the common judgment taken away?
What are you disgusted with Trojan, ahead, a lone fight?
Friend you have killed, and the armor, it savechannel,
Percy covered, magnified Hector, Achilles armor!

Ah, unfortunate, you we almost gave to Peleus,
The mortal son of earth, ageless and immortal you?
Is that you with the poor people of sorrow know?
Because of the creatures that breathe and crawl in the dust,
True in the whole universe there is no more miserable person.
But not pechaltes: you did in the chariot shiny
Hector will not be borne on his beautiful triumphant: I will not suffer!
Or not quite that he was Achilles armor to be proud of?
You I new fortress will invest in the knee and in the heart;
You Automedon sound of a fiery battle to save
To the black ships, and the Trojans the glory of still I give
Army beat until ships made seaworthy,
And sunset the sun and the darkness of the Holy snidal

Hector and you, the magistrates Trojan and allied Nations!
The shame is on us, when we again from brinolysis of Danaev
Sneak off into the castle, defeated by your own weakness of spirit.
No, the deity speaks, - to me it was, -
Zeus, the Supreme Providence, we blagosklonnost in battle!
340 go Directly to the Danaev! Let apostate safely
To black their ships will not come with the body of Patroclus!

Become well in the face suprotivnyy; and every one of you, or Gibney,
Or save your belly! such is the state of the military!

Ah, ill-fated, the soul of you and not feel death,
Close to you! You have put on the immortal armor
Strong husband, who all bronenosca tremble!
You killed him crotchduster, brave friend
205И armor hero Chapter, and the ramen is unworthy
Ripped off! But I will give you overcoming strong in battle
The bribe that from the hands from you, vozvrativshis with battlefield
Glorious weapons palida your Andromache will not accept!