Him answered Agamemnon, king of men:⁠— “Desert, then, if thou wilt; I ask thee not To stay for me; there will be others left To do me honor yet, and, best of all, The all-providing Jove is with me still. Thee I detest the most of all the men Ordained by him to govern; thy delight Is in contention, war, and bloody frays. If thou art brave, some deity, no doubt, Hath thus endowed thee. Hence, then, to thy home, With all thy ships and men! There domineer Over thy Myrmidons; I heed thee not, Nor care I for thy fury. Thus, in turn, I threaten thee; since Phoebus takes away Chryseis, I will send her in my ship And with my friends, and, coming to thy tent, Will bear away the fair-cheeked maid, thy prize, Briseis, that thou learn how far I stand Above thee, and that other chiefs may fear To measure strength with me, and brave my power.”