Son of Atreus, now in truth, I think, does the harmful heart of Achilles rejoice within his breast, as he beholds the slaughter and rout of the Achaeans, seeing he has no understanding, no, not a whit.
Ἀτρεΐδη νῦν δή που Ἀχιλλῆος ὀλοὸν κῆρ γηθεῖ ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φόνον καὶ φύζαν Ἀχαιῶν δερκομένῳ , ἐπεὶ οὔ οἱ ἔνι φρένες οὐ δ' ἠβαιαί .
Ἀτρείδης νῦν δή πού Ἀχιλλεύς ὀλοός κῆρ γηθέω ἐν στῆθος φόνος καί φύζα Ἀχαιός δέρκομαι , ἐπεί οὐ ἕ ἔνειμι φρήν οὐδέ οὐδέ ἠβαιός .