And crested Hector answered with a frown: “The counsel thou hast given, Polydamas, Pleases me not⁠—that we return to be Pent up in Troy. Are ye not weary yet Of lying long imprisoned within walls And towers? The time has been that in all lands, Wherever human speech is heard, the fame Of Priam’s city, for its treasured gold And brass, was in all mouths. Those treasures now Have passed away; our dwellings have them not. Much that we had was sold on Phrygia’s coast, And in Maeonia’s pleasant land, for Jove The mighty was displeased with us. But now, When politic Saturn’s son hath granted me To win great glory at the fleet, and hold The Greeks imprisoned by the sea, refrain, Idler, from laying counsels such as these Before the people. Not a Trojan here Will follow them, nor would I suffer it. Now hearken all, and act as I advise: First banquet, rank by rank, throughout the host, And set your guards, and each of you keep watch; And then, if any Trojan stands in fear For his possessions, let him bring them all