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w ( 3 ) Vet if the gods demand her, let her sail; Our cares are only for the public weal: Lot me be deem'd the lateful cause of all, And suffer, rather than my people fall; The prize, the beauteous prize, I will resign, So dearly valued, and sɔ justly nime. ! 50 But since for common good I yield the fair, My private loss let grateful Greece repair? Nor unrewarded let your prince complain, That he alone has sought and bled in vain. Insatiate king : (Achilles thus replies) Fond of the power, but fonder of the prize; * Wouldst thou the Grecks their lawful prey should yield, The due reward of many a well-songhi field : The spoils of cities ras'd and warriors slain, We share with justice, as with toil we gain; 160 But to resume whatc'er thy avarice craves (That trick of tyrants) may be borne by slaves: Yet if our chief for plunder only fight,