Uncontrollable Laughter Arose Among The Blessed Gods.

Praise Me Not Too Much, Nor Blame Me, For Thou Speakest To The Greeks Who Know Me.

My Hour At Last Has Come; Yet Not Ingloriously Or Passively I Die, But First Will Do Some Valiant Deed, Of Which Mankind Shall Hear In After Time.

Fear, O Achilles, The Wrath Of Heaven; Think On Your Own Father And Have Compassion Upon Me, Who Am The More Pitiable

You Ought Not To Practice Childish Ways, Since You Are No Longer That Age.

Few Sons Attain The Praise Of Their Great Sires And Most Their Sires Disgrace.