Iliad. A.

"As to how they might fight by the swift ships for the Achaeans."

He led fair-cheeked Briseis out of the tent,
And gave her to lead away; the two went back to the ships of the Achaeans.
The woman went with them, unwillingly; but Achilles,
Weeping, immediately sat down apart from his companions
By the shore of the gray sea, looking out at the wine-dark ocean.
He prayed much to his dear mother, stretching out his hands:
"Mother, since you bore me to be short-lived,
High-thundering Zeus should have granted me honor
At the very least; but now he has not honored me even a little.
For the wide-ruling son of Atreus, Agamemnon,
Has dishonored me; for he has taken and holds my prize, having seized it himself."

Achilles seeks vengeance from his mother.

Sitting in the depths of the sea beside her aged father.
Swiftly she rose from the gray sea like a mist;
And she sat down before him as he was weeping,
And stroked him with her hand, and spoke his name:
"Child, why do you weep, and what sorrow has come to your heart?
Speak out, do not hide it in your mind, so that we both may know."

"You know; why should I tell you all this, knowing it already?
We went to Thebe, the holy city of Eetion;
We sacked it and brought everything here.
And the sons of the Achaeans divided everything well among themselves."