Identifier: iliadodysseydone00homeuoft (find matches)
Title: Iliad and Odyssey. Done into English prose by Andrew Lang, S.H. Butcher, Walter Leaf, and Ernest Myers
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Homer Butcher, S. H. (Samuel Henry), 1850-1910 Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Leaf, Walter, 1852-1927 Myers, Ernest, 1844-1921
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Publisher: Chautauqua, N.Y. Chautauqua Press
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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seeing thou straitly chargest us tell thee true, neither hath
she gone out to any of thy sisters or thy brothers' fair-robed
wives, neither to Athenes' temple, where all the fair-tressed
Trojan women are propitiating the awful goddess ; but she
went to the great tower of Ilios, because she heard the Tro-
jans were hard pressed, and great victory was for the Achaians.
So hath she come in haste to the wall, like unto one frenzied;
and the nurse with her beareth the child."
So spake the housedame, and Hector hastened from his house
back by the same way clown the well-builded streets. When he
had passed through the great city and was come to the Skaian
gates, whereby he was minded to issue upon the plain, then
came his dear-won wife, running to meet him, even Andromache
daughter of great-hearted Eetion. So she met him now, and
with her went the handmaid bearing in her bosom the tender
boy, the little child, Hectors loved son, like unto a beautiful
star. Him Hector called Skamandrios, but all the folk Asty-

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THE MEETING OF HECTOR AND ANDROMACHE

BOOK VI 77
anax; for only Hector guarded Ilios.¹ So now he smiled and
gazed at his boy silently, and Andromache stood by his side
weeping, and clasped her hand in his, and spake and called upon
his name. " Dear my lord, this thy hardihood will undo thee,
neither hast thou any pity for thine infant boy, nor for me for-
lorn that soon shall be thy widow ; for soon will the Achaians
all set upon thee and slay thee. But it were better for me to
go down to the grave if I lose thee; for never more will any
comfort be mine, when once thou, even thou, hast met thy fate,
but only sorrow. Nay, Hector, thou art to me father and lady
mother, yea and brother, even as thou art my goodly husband.
Come now, have pity and abide here upon the tower, lest thou
make thy child an orphan and thy wife a widow."
Then great Hector of the glancing helm answered her :
" Surely I take thought for all these*things, my wife; but I
have very sore shame of the Trojans and Trojan dames with
trailing robes, if like a coward I shrink away from battle.

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