Chryseis...

Nine days the God of Arrows
punished the proud son of Atreus
King of Men

and His price —
that glancing-eyed girl’s freedom
dishonored Chryses’ doe-eyed daughter —

was bought with folly —
the rage of Peleus’ son
and its devastation —

That hurled the strong souls of heroes
in their multitudes
into the House of Hades

Abd betrayed tall-towered Ilium
and burnt it.

All this we sing...

But fair-cheeked Chryseis...
never captive like your namesake
have I held you...

Why plague with bitter memories
like His fierce darts

The one who waited?
Who waiting still ...

Bears Apollo’s plague of years
to an empty bed