So speaking, to her father’s hands he gave The maiden; joyfully the priest received The child he loved. Then did the Greeks array The noble hecatomb in order round The sculptured altar, and with washen hands They took the salted meal, while Chryses stood And spread abroad his hands and prayed aloud:⁠—

“Hear me, thou bearer of the glittering bow, Who guardest Chrysa and the pleasant isle Of Cilia and art lord in Tenedos! Already hast thou listened to my prayer And honored me, and terribly hast scourged The Achaian people. Hear me yet again, And cause the plague that wastes the Greeks to cease.”