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Book 24, Lines 501–506
Priam Begs Achilles for His Son’s Body
A
whose tenderd person, now
I come to ransome. Infinite, is that I offer you,
My selfe conferring it; exposde, alone to all your oddes:
Onely imploring right of armes. Achilles, feare the gods,
Pitie an old man, like thy sire; different in onely this,
That I am wretcheder; and beare, that weight of miseries
That neuer man did: my curst lips, enforc't to kisse that hand
That slue my children.
B
It is to get him back from you that I have come to the Achaean ships, bringing this princely ransom with me. Achilles, fear the gods, and be merciful to me, remembering your own father, though I am even more entitled to compassion, since I have brought myself to do a thing that no one else on earth has done - I have raised to my lips the hand of the man who killed my son.