...rous, suppose they will be always so. For I also was prosperous once, but now my life is lived, and one day robbed me of all my bliss. Friend, by your beard, have some regard and pity for me; go to Achaea 's army, and talk them over, saying how hateful a thing it is to slay women whom at first you spared out of pity, after dragging them from the altars. For among you the same law holds good for slave...