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Yea, just thy claim is; I gainsay it not.

Fix any guerdon, save my royal power.

Thy burden of royalty I covet not.

A child of Priam wed, become my kinsman.

No bride for me of folk too high for me!

Ready lies gold, if thou wilt ask this meed.

That have I in mine halls: not wealth I lack.

What wouldst thou then of treasures Ilium hoards?

Pledge me my gift, if thou destroy the foe.

I will give. Ask aught save their chiefs for thralls.

Slay them: not Menelaus' life I ask.

Sure, thou wouldst ask not of me Oïleus' son?