1.22
Iliad 1.22 · One man says no1.22One man says no
The army shouts yes. Agamemnon alone refuses.
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ἔνθʼ1
énth’
Then
μὲν2
mèn
—
πάντες3
pántes
all
ἄλλοι4
álloi
the other
Ἀχαιοὶ5
Achaioì
Achaeans
ἐπευφήμησαν6
epeuphḗmēsan
shouted assentspoke well of it
αἰδεῖσθαί7
aideîsthaí
to respect
θʼ8
th’
—
ἱερῆα9
hierêa
the priest
καὶ10
kaì
and
δέχθαι11
déchthai
to accept
ἀγλαὰ12
aglaà
the splendid
ἄποινα13
ápoina
ransom
; ἀλλʼ14
all’
but
it did
οὐκ15
ouk
not
ἥνδανε16
hḗndane
please
Ἀγαμέμνονι17
Agamémnoni
Agamemnon
Ἀτρεΐδῃ18
Atreí̈dēi
son of Atreus
, θυμῷ19
thymôi
in his heart
, ἀλλὰ20
allà
but
ἀφίει21
aphíei
he sent him off
κακῶς22
kakôs
harshly
δʼ23
d’
and
ἔτελλε24
ételle
laid
ἐπὶ25
epì
on him
κρατερὸν26
krateròn
a harsh
μῦθον27
mŷthon
word
: Then all the other Achaeans shouted assent to respect the priest and to accept the splendid ransom; but it did not please Agamemnon, son of Atreus, in his heart, but he sent him off harshly and laid on him a harsh word:
Then all the other Achaeans shouted assent to respect the priest and to accept the splendid ransom; but it did not please Agamemnon, son of Atreus, in his heart, but he sent him off harshly and laid on him a harsh word:
Interpretation
Then all the other Achaeans shouted assent, to respect the priest and to accept the splendid ransom; but it did not please Agamemnon, son of Atreus, in his heart, but he sent him off harshly and laid on him a harsh word:
The army agrees at once, in one word, epeuphēmēsan, “they all spoke well of it.” Then the line turns on all’ ouk, “but not.” Agamemnon stands alone against everyone, and Homer places his refusal in his thymos, the chest where feeling lives. It is not reasoned. It does not please him.
Lines 24 and 25 each begin with “but”: all’ ouk, alla kakōs. Homer repeats these four lines later in the book (1.376–379), when Achilles tells the story to his mother.
1.26
Iliad 1.26 · Agamemnon’s threat1.26Agamemnon’s threat
Agamemnon answers the priest’s blessing with a threat, and says what he will do with the girl.
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Don’t let me find you, old man, by the hollow ships, either lingering now or coming back again later, or else the staff and the ribbon of the god may not help you. Her I will not set free. Even old age will come upon her first, in our house in Argos, far from her homeland, working the loom and sharing my bed. But go, don’t provoke me, so that you may go home the safer.