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220 were not just, then, that he should suffer dishonour at thy hand; 'tis not he, 'tis the law of Heaven that thou wouldst hurt. When a brave man is dead, 'tis not right to do him scathe—no, not even if thou hate him.

. Thou, Odysseus, thus his champion against me?

. I am; yet hated him, when I could honourably hate.

. And shouldst thou not also set thy heel on him in death?

. Delight not, son of Atreus, in gains which sully honour.

. 'Tis not easy for a king to observe piety.

. But he can show respect to his friends, when they counsel well.

. A loyal man should hearken to the rulers.

. Enough:—the victory is thine, when thou yieldest to thy friends.

. Remember to what a man thou showest the grace.

. Yon man was erst my foe, yet noble.

. What canst thou mean? Such reverence for a dead foe?

. His worth weighs with me far more than his enmity.

. Nay, such as thou are the unstable among men.

. Full many are friends at one time, and foes anon.

. Dost thou approve, then, of our making such friends?

. 'Tis not my wont to approve a stubborn soul.

. Thou wilt make us appear cowards this day.