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Chorus May he come to the ships! May he reach the army of Hellas and spy it out, then turn again and reach the altars of his father's home in Ilium! May he mount the chariot drawn by Phthia's horses, when our master has sacked Achaea's camp, those horses that the sea-god gave to Peleus, son of Aeacus.
Hector Yes, that is fair; I cannot dispute it. Name your wage, except for my sovereignty. Dolon I do not covet your toilsome sovereignty. Hector Well then, marry a daughter of Priam and become my brother-in-law. Dolon No, I do not wish to marry among those beyond my station. Hector There's gold, if this you'll claim as your prize. Dolon I have it in my home; I lack no sustenance. Hector What then is your desire of all that Ilium stores within her? Dolon Promise me my gift when you conquer the Achaeans. Hector I will give it to you; ask anything except the captains of the fleet. Dolon Slay them; I do not ask you to keep your hand off Menelaus. Hector Is it the son of Oileus you would ask me for? Dolon Hands that are well brought up are worthless at farming. Hector Whom then of the Achaeans will you have alive to hold to ransom? Dolon I told you before, my house is stored with gold. Hector Why then, you shall come and with your own hands choose out some spoil. Dolon