sing goddess the anger of pelia's son achilles and its devastation which put pain's thousandfold upon the achaeans hurled in their multitudes to the house of hades strong souls of heroes but gave their bodies to be the delicate feasting of dogs of all birds and the will of zeus was accomplished since that time when first there stood in division of conflict atria's son the lord of men and brilliant achilles what god was it then set them together in bitter collision zeus's son and letos apollo who in anger at the king drove the foul pestilence along the host and the people perished since atria's son had dishonored crises priest of apollo when he came beside the fast ships of the athens to ransom back his daughter carrying gifts beyond count and holding in his hands wound on a staff of gold the ribbons of apollo who strikes from afar and supplicated all the athens but above all atrius two sons the marshals of the people sons of atreus and you are the strong grieved akins to you may the gods grant who have their homes on olympus priam city to be plundered and a fair homecoming thereafter but may you give me back my own daughter and take the ransom giving honor to zeus's son who strikes from afar apollo then all the rest of the akins cried out in favor that the priest be respected and the shining ransom be taken yet this please not the heart of atria's son agamemnon but harshly he drove him away with a strong order upon him never let me find you again oh sir near our hollow ships neither lingering now nor coming again hereafter fulfill your staff and the gods ribbons help you no longer the girl i will not give back sooner will old age come upon her in my own house in argos far from her own land going up and down by the loom and being in my bed as my companion so go now do not make me angry so you will be safer so he spoke and the old man in terror obeyed him and went silently away beside the murmuring sea beach over and over the old man prayed as he walked in solitude to king apollo whom leto of the lovely hair bore hear me lord of the silver bow you set your power about christly and killer the sacrifice who are lord in strength over tenedos smith house if ever it pleased your heart that i built your temple if ever it pleased you that i burned all the rich thigh pieces of bowls of goats then bring to pass this wish i pray for let your arrows make the denials pay for my tears shed so he spoke in prayer and foibus apollo heard him and strode down along the pinnacles of olympus angered in his heart carrying across his shoulders the bow and the hooded quiver and the shafts clashed on the shoulders of the god walking angrily he came as night comes down and knelt then apart and opposite the ships and let go and arrow terrible was the clash that rose from the bow of silver first he went after the mules in the circling hounds then let go a tearing arrow against the men themselves and struck them the corpse fires burned everywhere and did not stop burning nine days up and down the host ranged the gods arrows but on the tenth the hill house called the people to assembly a thing put into his mind by the goddess of the white arms hera who had pity on the duna ants when she saw them dying now when they were all assembled in one place together achilles of the swift feet stood up among them and spoke forth son of atreus i believe now that struggling backwards we must make our way home if we can even escape death if fighting now must crush the achaeans and the plague likewise no come let us ask some holy man some prophet even an interpreter of dreams since a dream also comes from zeus who can tell why phoebus apollo is so angry if for the sake of some vow some hecatom he blames us if given the fragrant smoke of lambs of he goats somehow he can be made willing to beat the bane aside from us he spoke thus and sat down again and among them stood up calcus festor's son for our best of the bird interpreters who knew all things that were the things to come and the things past who guided into the land of ilion the ships of the achaeans through that seercraft of his own that apollo gave him the unkind intention toward all stood forth and addressed them you have bidded me a kill loss beloved of zeus to explain to you this anger of apollo the lord who strikes from afar then i will speak yet make me a promise and swear before me readily by word and work of your hands to defend me since i believe i shall make a man angry who holds great kingship over the men of argos and all the achaeans obey him for a king when he is angry with a man beneath him is too strong and suppose even for the day itself he swallowed down his anger he still keeps bitterness that remains until its fulfillment deep in his chest speak forth then tell me if you will protect me then an answer again spoke achilles of the swift feet speak interpreting whatever you know and fear nothing in the name of apollo beloved of zeus to whom you calcus make your prayers when you interpret the god's will to the damnations no man so long as i am alive above earth and see daylight shall lay the weight of his hands on you beside the hollow ships not one of all the dunaans even if you mean agamemnon who now claims to be far the greatest of all the akians at this the blameless seer took courage again and spoke forth no it is not for the sake of some vow or hecatom he blames us but for the sake of his priest whom agamemnon dishonored and would not give him back his daughter nor accept the ransom therefore the archers sent griefs against us and will send them still nor sooner thrust back the shameful plague from the denials until we give the glancing-eyed girl back to her father without price without ransom and lead also a blessed hecatom to crisey thus we might propitiate and persuade him he spoke thus and sat down again and among them stood up atreus's son the hero wide ruling agamemnon raging the heart within filled black to the brim with anger from beneath but his two eyes showed like fire in their blazing first of all he eyed calcus bitterly and spoke to him seer of evil never yet have you told me a good thing always the evil things adhere to your heart to prophesy but nothing excellent have you said nor ever accomplished now once more you make divination to their denials argue forth your reason why he who strikes from afar afflicts them because i for the sake of the girl crises would not take the shining and indeed i wish greatly to have her in my own house since i like her better than clytemnestra my own wife for in truth she is in no way inferior neither in build nor stature nor wit not an accomplishment still i am willing to give her back if such is the best way i myself desire that my people be safe not perish find me then some prize that shall be my own lest i only among the archives go without since that were unfitting you are all witnesses to this thing that my prize goes elsewhere then an answer again spoke brilliant swift-footed achilles son of atreus most lordly greediest for gain of all men how shall the great heart of the kians give you a prize now there is no great store of things lying about i know of but what we took from the cities by storm has been distributed it is undercoming for the people to call back things once given nope for the present give the girl back to the god we akians thrice and four times over will repay you if ever zeus gives into our hands the strong walled citadel of troy to be plundered then an answer again spoke powerful agamemnon not that way good fighter though you be godlike achilles strive to cheat for you will not deceive you will not persuade me what do you want to keep your own prize and have me sit here lacking one are you ordering me to give this girl back either the great heart of the kians shall give me a new prize chosen according to my desire to atone for the girl lost or else if they will not give me one i myself shall take her your own prize or that of ayas or that of odysseus going myself in person and he whom i visit will be bitter still these are things we shall deliberate again hereafter come now we must haul a black ship down to the bright sea and assemble rose enough for it and put on board it the hackathon and the girl herself criesas of the fair cheeks and let there be one responsible man in charge of her either ayasori domineo so brilliant or this so you yourself son of peleus most terrifying of all men to reconcile by accomplishing sacrifice the archer then looking darkly at him achilles at the swift feet spoke all wrapped in shamelessness with your mind forever on profit how shall any one of the achaeans readily obey you either to go on a journey or to fight men strongly in battle i for my part did not come here for the sake of the trojan spearmen to fight against them since to me they have done nothing never yet have they driven away my cattle or my horses never in fear where the soil is rich and men grow great did they spoil my harvest since indeed there is much that lies between us the shadowy mountains and the echoing sea but for your sake oh great shamelessness we followed to do you favor you with the dog's eyes to win your honor and menelauses from the trojans you forget all this or else you care nothing and now my prize you threaten in person to strip from me for whom i labored much the gift of the sons of the achaeans never when the achaeans sack some well-founded citadel of the trojans do i have a price that is equal to your prize always the greater part of the painful fighting is the work of my hands but when the time comes to distribute the booty yours is for the greater reward and i with some small thing yet dear to me go back to my ships when i am weary with fighting now i am returning to thea since it is much better to go home again with my curved ships and i am minded no longer to stay here dishonored and pile up your wealth and your luxury then answered him in turn the lord of men agamemnon run away by all means if your heart drives you i will not entreat you to stay here for my sake there are others with me who will do me honor and above all zeus of the councils to me you are the most hateful of all the kings whom the gods love forever quarreling is dear to your heart and wars and battles and if you are very strong indeed that is a god's gift go home then with your own ships and your own companions be king over the myrmidons i care nothing about you i take no account of your anger but here is my threat to you even as phoebus apollo is taking away my crisis i shall convey her back in my own ship with my own followers but i shall take the fair cheek prizes your prize i myself going to your shelter that you may learn well how much greater i am than you and another man may shrink back from likening himself to me and contending against me so he spoke and the anger came on peleus's son and within his shaggy breast the heart was divided two ways pondering whether to draw from beside his thigh the sharp sword driving away all those who stood between and kill the son of atreus or else to check the spleen within and keep down his anger now as he weighed in mind and spirit these two courses and was drawing from its scabbard the great sword athena descended from the sky for herald the goddess of the white arms sent her who loved both men equally in her heart and cared for them the goddess standing behind peleus son caught him by the fair hair appearing to him only for no man of the others saw her achilles in amazement turned about and straightway new palace athene and the terrible eyes shining he uttered winged words and addressed her why have you come now o child of zeus of the ages once more is it that you may see the outrageousness of the son of atreus agamemno yet will i tell you this thing and i think it shall be accomplished by such acts of arrogance he may even lose his own life then an answer the goddess grey-eyed athena spoke to him i have come down to stay your anger but [Music] will you obey me from the sky and the goddess of the white arms hera sent me who loves both of you equally in her heart and cares for you come then do not take your sword in hand keep clear of fighting though indeed with words you may abuse him and it will be that way and this also will i tell you and it will be a thing accomplished someday three times over such shining gifts shall be given you [Music] by reason of this [Music] outrage hold your hand then and obey us then an answer again spoke achilles of the swift feet goddess it is necessary that i obey the word of you too angry though i am in my heart so it will be better if any man obeys the gods they listen to him also he spoke and laid his heavy hand on the silver sword hilt and thrust the great blade back into the scabbard nor disobeyed the word of athena and she went back again to olympus to the house of zeus of the aegis with the other divinities but paleo's son once again in words of derision spoke to atreides and did not yet let go of his anger you wine sack with a dog's eyes with a deer's heart never once have you taken courage in your heart to arm with your people for battle or go into ambushade with the best of the akins no for in such things you see death far better to your mind is it all along the widespread host of the achaeans to take away the gifts of any man who speaks up against you king who feed on your people since you ruled non-entities otherwise son of datrius this will last outrage but i will tell you this i swear a great oath upon it in the name of this scepter which never again will bear leaf nor branch now that it has left behind the cut stump in the mountains nor shall it ever blossom again since the bronze blade stripped bark and leafage and now at last the sons of the archaeans carry it in their hands in state when they administer the justice of zeus and this shall be a great oath before you someday longing for achilles will come to the sons of the achaeans all of them then stricken at heart though you be you will be able to do nothing when in their numbers before manslaughtering hector they drop and die and then you will eat out the heart within you mean sorrow that you did no honor to the best of the akins thus spoke peleus sun ant dashed to the ground the scepter studded with golden nails and sat down again but atreides raged still on the other side and between them nestor the fair spoken rose up the lucid speaker of pylos from whose lips the streams of words ran sweeter than honey in his time two generations of mortal men had perished those who had grown up with him and they who had been born to these in sacred pilos and he was king in the third age he and kind intention toward both stood forth and to dress them a hole for shame great sorrow comes on the land of akira now might pry ham and the sons of priem and truth be happy and all the rest of the trojans be visited in their hearts with gladness were they to hear all this wherein you two are quarreling you who surpass all denials in council in fighting yet be persuaded both of you are younger than i am yes and in my time i have dealt with better men then you are and never once did they disregard me never yet have i seen nor shall see against such men as these were men like perry thoughts shepherd of the people chinese and ex-sadios god like polyphemus metheuses agias sun in the likeness of the immortals these were the strongest generation of earth-born mortals the strongest and they fought against the strongest the beast men living within the mountains and terribly they destroyed them i was of the company of these men coming from pylos a long way from a distant land since they had summoned me and i fought single-handed yet against such men no one of the mortals now alive upon earth could do battle and also these listened to the councils i gave and he did my bidding do you also obey since to be persuaded is better you great man that you are yet do not take the girl away but let her be a prize as the sons of the achaeans gave her first nor son appelius think to match your strength with the king since never equal with the rest is the portion of honor of the sceptered king to whom zeus gives magnificence even though you are the stronger man and the mother who bore you was immortal yet is this man greater who is lord over more than you rule son of atreus give up your anger son of atreus give up your anger even i entreat you to give over your bitterness against achilles he who stands is a great bulwark of battle over all the akins then an answer again spoke powerful agamemnon yes old sir all this you've said is fair and orderly yet here is a man who wishes to be above all others who wish to hold power over all and be lord of all and give them their orders yet i think one will not obey him and if the everlasting gods have made him a spearman yet they have not given him the right to speak abusively then looking at him darkly brilliant achilles answered him so must i be called a null count and a coward if i must carry out every order you may happen to give me tell other men to do these things but give me no more commands since i for my part have no intention to obey you and put away in your thoughts this other thing i tell you with my hands i will not fight for the girl's sake neither with you nor any other man since you take her away who gave her but of all the other things that are mine beside my fast black ship you shall take nothing away against my pleasure come then only try it and these others may see also instantly your own black blood will stain my spear point so these two after battling inwards of contention stood up and broke the assembly beside the ships of the akins pilia's son went back to his balance ships in his shelter with patroclus monoi tossed and his own companions but the son of atreus drew a fast ship down to the water and allotted into a twenty rowers and put on boarded the heck a tomb for the god and crises of the fair cheeks leading her by the hand and in charge when crafty odysseus he's then putting out went over the ways of the water while atria's son told his people to wash off their defilement and they washed it away and threw the washings into the soil to sea then they accomplished perfect pepper tones to apollo of bulls and goats along the beach of the barren salt sea the savour of the burning swept in circles up to the bright sky thus these were busy about the army but agamemnon did not give up his anger in the first threat he made to achilles but to tell phibios he gave his orders and europe teas who were heralds and hard-working henchmen to him go now to the shelter of peleus on achilles to bring back bryces of the fair cheeks leading her by the hand and if he will not give her i must come in person to take her with many men behind me and it will be the worse for him [Music] he spoke and sent them forth with this strong order upon them they went against their will beside the beach of the baron salt sea and came to the shelters and the ships of the myrmidons the man himself they found beside a shelter and his black ship sitting and achilles took no joy at all when he saw them these two terrified and in or of the king stood waiting quietly and did not speak a word at all nor question him but he knew the whole matter in his own heart and spoke first welcome heralds messengers of zeus and of mortals drawn here you are not to blame in my sight but agamemnon who sent the two of you here for the sake of the girl brycees go then illustrious patroclus and bring the girl forth and give her to these to be taken away yet let them be witnesses in the sight of the blessed gods in the sight of mortal men and of this cruel king if ever hereafter there shall be need of me to beat back the shameful destruction from the rest for surely in ruinous heart he makes sacrifice and has not wit enough to look behind and before him so that the achilles fighting beside their ships shall not perish so he spoke and patroclus obeyed his beloved companion he led forth from the hot prizeas of the fair cheeks and gave her to be taken away and they walked back beside the ships of the achaeans and the woman all unwilling went with them still but achilles weeping went and sat in sorrow apart from his companions beside the beach of the gray sea looking out on the infinite water many times stretching forth his hands he called on his mother my mother you bore me to be a man with a short life therefore zeus of the loud thunder on olympus should grant me honor at least but now he has given me not even a little now the son of atreus powerful agamemnon has dishonored me since he has taken away my prize and keeps it so he spoke in tears and the lady his mother heard him as she sat in the depths of the sea at the side of her aged father and lightly she emerged like a mist from the gray water she came and sat beside him as he wept and stroked him with her hand and called him by name and spoke to him why when childhood do you amend it what sorrow do not hide it in your mind and thus we shall both know sighing heavily achilles of the swift feet answered her you know since you know why must i tell you all this we went against they the sacred city of aiteon and the city we sacked and carried everything back to this place and the sons of the achaeans made a fair distribution and for atrius the sun they chose out chrisaus of the fair cheeks then crises priest of him who strikes from afar apollo came beside the fast ships of the bronze armada kians to ransom back his daughter carrying gifts beyond count and holding in his hands wound on a staff of gold the ribbons of apollo who strikes from afar and supplicated all the achaeans but above all atrius two suns the marshals of the people then all the rest of the achaeans cried out in favor that the priest be respected and the shining ransom be taken in get this pleased not the heart of atrous son agamemnon but harshly he sent him away with a strong order upon him the old man went back again in anger but apollo listened to his prayer since he was very dear to him and let go the wicked arrow against the archives and now the people were dying one after another while the gods shafts ranged everywhere along the wide host of the akians till the seer knowing well the truth interpreted the designs of the archer it was i first of all urged then the gods appeasement and the anger took hold of atria's son and in speed standing he uttered his threat against me that now it is a thing accomplished for the girl the glancing eye the kians are taking to christy in a fast ship also carrying to the king presence but even now the heralds went away from my shelter leading breiser's daughter whom the sons of the achaeans gave me you then if you have the power protect your own son going to olympus and supplicating zeus you've ever before now either by word you comforted zeus's heart or action since it is many times in my father's halls i have heard you making claims when you said you only among the immortals beat aside shameful destruction from chronos son the dark misted that time when all the other olympians sought to bind him hera and poseidon and palace athena then you goddess went and set him free from his shackles summoning in speed the creature of the hundred hands to tall olympus that creature the god's name briarios but all men by gaios son but he is far greater in strength than his father he rejoicing in the glory of it sat down by crony on and the rest of the blessed gods were frightened and gave up finding him sit beside him and take his knees and remind him of these things now if perhaps he might be willing to help the trojans and pin the akins back against the ships and the water dying so that thus they may all have profit of their own king that atria's son wide ruling agamemnon may recognize his madness that he did no honor to the best of the achievements fetus answered him then letting the tears fall ah me my child your birth was bitterness why did i raise you if only you could sit by your ships untroubled not weeping since indeed your lifetime is to be short of no length now it has befallen that your life must be brief and bitter beyond all men's to a bad destiny i bore you in my chambers but i will go to cloud dark olympus and ask this thing of zeus who delights in thunder perhaps he will do it do you therefore continuing to sit by your swift ships be angry at the achaeans and stay away from all fighting for zeus went to the blameless ethiopians at the ocean yesterday to feast and the rest of the gods went with him on the 12th day he will be coming back to olympus and then i will go for your sake to the house of zeus bronze found it and take him by the knees and i think i can persuade him so speaking she went away from that place and left him sorrowing in his heart for the sake of the fair girdled woman whom they were taking by force against his will but odysseus meanwhile drew near to crisey conveying the sacred hekatone these when they were inside the many hollowed harbor took down and gathered the sails and stowed them in the black ship let down mast by the forcedays and settled it into the crotch easily and rode her in with oars to the moon they threw over the anchor stones and made fast the stern tables and themselves stepped out onto the break of the sea beach and led forth the hecatomb to the archer apollo and crises herself stepped forth from the sea going vessel o disuse of the many designs guided her to the altar and left her in her father's arms and spoke a word to him crises i was sent here by the lord of men agamemnon to lead back your daughter and accomplish a sacred hekatone to apollo on behalf of the denials that we may propitiate the lord who has heaped unhappiness and tears on the archives he spoke and left her in his arms and he received gladly his beloved child and the men arranged the sacred hecatom for the god in orderly fashion around the strong founded altar next they washed their hands and took up the scattering barley standing among them with lifted arms crises prayed in a great voice hear me lord of the silver bowl who set your power about christy and killah the sacrosanct who are lord in strength over tenedos if once before you listened to my prayers and did me honor and smote strongly the host of the akians so one more time bring to pass the wish that i pray for beat aside at last the shameful plague from the denials so he spoke in prayer and phoebus apollo heard him and when all had made prayer and flung down the scattering barley first they drew back the victims heads and slaughtered them and skinned them and cut away the meat from the thighs and wrapped them in fat making a double fold and laid shreds of flesh upon them the old man burned these on a cleft stick and poured the gleaming wine over while the young men with forks in their hands stood about him but when they had burned the thigh pieces and tasted the vitals they cut all the remainder into pieces and spitted them and roasted all carefully and took off the pieces then after they had finished the work and got the feast ready they feasted nor was any man's hunger deny but when they had put away their desire for eating and drinking young men filled the mixing bowls with pure wine passing a portion to all when they had offered drink in the goblets all day long they propitiated the god with singing they set up the mast again and spread on at the white sails and the wind blew into the middle of the sail and at the cutwater a blue wave rose and sang strongly as the ship went onward she ran swiftly cutting across the swell her pathway but when they had come back to the wide camp of the achions they hauled the black ship up on the mainland high up on the sand and underneath her they fixed the long props afterwards they scattered to their own ships and their shelters but that other still sat in anger beside his swift ships pelia son divinely born achilles of the swift feet never now would he go to assemblies where men win glory never more into battle but continued to waste his heart out sitting there though he longed always for the clamor and fighting but when the twelfth dawn after this day appeared the gods who live forever came back to olympus all in a body and zeus led them nor did thetis forget the entreaties of her son but she emerged from the sea waves early in the morning and went up to the tall sky and olympus she found chronos son broad browed apart from the others sitting upon the highest peak of rugged olympus she came and sat beside him with her left hand embracing his knees but took him underneath the chin with her right hand and spoke in supplication to lord zeus son of kronos father zeus if ever before in word or action i did you favor among the immortals now grant what i ask for now give honor to my son short-lived beyond all other mortals since even now the lord of man agamemnon dishonors him who has taken away his prize and keeps it zeus of the council's lord of olympus now do him honor so long put strength into the trojans until the achaeans give son his rights and his honor is increased among them she spoke thus but zeus who gathers the clouds made no answer but sat in silence a long time then fetis as she had taken his knees clung fast to them and urged once more her question bend your head and promise me to accomplish this thing or else refuse it you have nothing to fear that i may know by how much i am the most dishonored of all gods deeply disturbed zeus who gathers the clouds answered her this is a disastrous matter when you set me in conflict with hera and she troubles me with recriminations since even as things are forever among the immortals she is at me and speaks of how i help the trojans in battle even so go back again now go away for fear she see us i will look to these things that they be accomplished see then i will bend my head that you may believe me for this among the immortal gods is the mightiest witness i can give and nothing i do shall be vain nor revocable nor a thing unfulfilled when i bend my head in a scent to it he spoke the son of chronos and nodded his head with the dark brows and the immortally anointed hair of the great god swept from his divine head and all olympus was shaken so these two who had made their plans separated and thetis let down again from shining olympus into the sea's depth but zeus went back to his own house and all the gods rose up from their chairs to greet the coming of their father not one had courage to keep his place as the father advanced but stood up to greet him thus he took his place on the throne yet hera was not ignorant having seen how he had been plotting councils with fetus the silver footed the daughter of the seas ancient and at once she spoke revilingly to zeus son of chronos treacherous one what god has been plotting councils with you always it is dear to your heart in my absence to think of secret things and decide upon them never have you patience frankly to speak forth to me the thing that you propose then to her the father of gods and man-made answer era do not go on hoping that you will hear all my thoughts since these will be too hard for you though you are my wife any thought that it is right for you to listen to no one neither man or any immortal shall hear it before you but anything that apart from the rest of the gods i wish to plan do not always question each detail nor probe me then the goddess the ox eyed lady hera answered majesty son of chronos what sort of thing have you spoken truly too much in time past i have not questioned nor probed you but you're entirely free to think out whatever pleases you now though i am terribly afraid you were won over by thetis the silver-footed the daughter of the seas ancient for early in the morning she sat beside you and took your knees and i think you bowed your head innocent to do honor to achilles and to destroy many beside the ships of the akins then in return zeus who gathers the clouds made answer dear lady i never escape you you are always full of suspicion yet thus you can accomplish nothing surely but be more distant from my heart than ever and it will be the worse for you if what you say is true then that is the way i wish it but go then sit down in silence and do as i tell you for fear all the gods as many as are on olympus can do nothing if i come close and lay my unconquerable upon you he spoke and the goddess the ox-eyed lady hera was frightened and went and sat down in silence wrenching her heart to obedience and all the uranian gods in the house of zeus were troubled ephesis the renowned smith rose up to speak among them to bring comfort to his beloved mother hera of the white arms this will be a disastrous matter and not endurable if you too are to quarrel thus for the sake of mortals and bring brawling among the gods there will be no pleasure in the stately feast at all since vile things will be uppermost and i entreat my mother though she herself understands it to be ingratiating toward our father zeus that no longer our father may scold her and break up the quiet of our feasting for if the olympian who handles the lightning should be minded to hurl us out of our places he is far too strong for any do you therefore approach him again with words made gentle and that once the olympian will be gracious again to us he spoke bent springing to his feet put a two-handled goblet into his mother's hands and spoke again to her once more have patience mother and endure it though you be saddened for fear that dear as you are i see you before my own eyes struck down and then sorry though i me i shall not be able to do anything it is too hard to fight the olympian there was a time once before now i was minded to help you and he caught me by the foot and threw me from the magic threshold and all day long i dropped helpless and about sunset i landed in lemnos and there was not much life left in me after that fall it was the cintian men who took care of me he spoke and the goddess of the white arms hera smiled at him and smiling she accepted the goblet out of her son's hand thereafter beginning from the left he poured drinks for the other gods dipping up from the mixing bowl the sweet nectar but among the blessed immortals uncontrollable laughter went up as they saw her feist as bustling about the palace thus thereafter the whole day long until the sun went under they feasted nor was anyone's hunger denied a fair portion nor denied the beautifully wrought layer in the hands of apollo know the antiphonal sweet sound of the muses singing afterwards when the light of the flaming sun went under they went away each one to sleep in his home wherefore each one the far renowned strong-handed ephestos had built a house by means of his craftsmanship and cunning zeus the olympian and the lord of the lightning went to his own bed where always he lay when sweet sleep came upon him going up to the bed he slept and hera of the gold throne beside him and the book one [Music] you