for the embassy to dissolve,
for Agamemnon's lackeys
to acknowledge the futility of their efforts.
The others remain
and wait for me.
But how could they do otherwise?
Nine years camped on the Troad plain
have counseled them on patience.
"How fares the war?"
"There is no war,"
to an almost immediate interruption.
"And this is why we've come!"
Like warriors marching
through difficult terrain
on a tentative approach
to some distant battlefield,
shove Ajax aside,
search for an opening,
into my ears.
"Consider the Trojans without Hector.
They lack soul.
They lack spirit.
They foray into the field
only to defend their walls.
They are as cattle,
trembling at the edge of a field,
fearing the approach of a fierce lion.
the Achaeans are equally uninspired
astride a rushing chariot,
resplendent in peerless armor,
bearing a gleaming god-made shield,
can inspire our host
You would rout our demoralized foes!
You would take the city's riches
and return in glory to your home."
"I am home,"
"This tomb shall be my home,
and I will know no other."
Continuing from the end of The Iliad, an Amazon comes to Troy.