Book I - Forbear! the progeny of Jove replies

"Forbear!" the progeny of Jove replies,

"To calm thy fury I forsake the skies:

Let great Achilles, to the gods resigned,

To reason yield the empire o'er his mind.

By awful Juno this command is given;

The king and you are both the care of Heaven.

The force of keen reproaches let him feel,

But sheathe, obedient, thy revenging steel.

For I pronounce—and trust a heavenly Power—

Thy injured honour has its fated hour,

When the proud monarch shall thy arms implore,

And bribe thy friendship with a boundless store.

Then let revenge no longer bear the sway,

Command thy passions, and the gods obey."