Iliad. A.

We will set her on board. Let one man of counsel be the leader,
Either Ajax, or Idomeneus, or godlike Odysseus,
Or you, son of Peleus, most formidable of all men,
So that you may appease the far-worker for us, having performed the sacred rites.
Then looking fiercely, swift-footed Achilles spoke to him:
Oh, you clothed in shamelessness, scheming in mind,
How can any of the Achaeans willingly obey your words,
Either to go on a journey, or to fight mightily against men?
For I did not come here for the sake of the spear-fighting Trojans
To fight, since they are not at all to blame for me.
For they never drove off my cattle, nor my horses,
Nor ever in fertile, man-nourishing Phthia
Did they damage my crops; since very much lies between,
Shadowy mountains, and the resounding sea;
But for you, most shameless one, we followed, so that you might rejoice,
Seeking honor from the Trojans for Menelaus, and for you, dog-face,
Things you do not care about or consider.
And now you threaten that you yourself will take away my prize,
For which I labored much, and which the sons of the Achaeans gave me.
I never have a prize equal to yours, whenever the Achaeans
Sack a well-inhabited city of the Trojans.
But the greater part of the tumultuous war
My hands accomplish; yet when the division comes,
Your prize is much greater, and I go to the ships with a small and beloved one,
After I have grown weary of fighting.