( 16 ) Let great Achilles, to the gods reign'd, To, reason yield the empire o'er his mind : By awful Juno this command is given, The king d you are both the care of Heaven. The force of keen reproaches let him fell, But sheath, obedient, thy revenging steel, 280 For I pronounce (and trust a heavenly power) Thy injur’d honour has its fated hour, When the proud monarch shall thy arms implore, And bribe thy friendship with siore; Then le revenge no longer bear the sway, Command thy passions, and the gods obey. To her Pelidos: With regardful ear . 'Tis just, 0 goddess! I thy dictates hear: Hard as it is, my vengeance I suppress; Those who revere the gods, the gods wil bless ! - 290 He said, observant of the blue-eyed maid; Then in the sheath return'd the shining blade; The goddess swift to high Olympus flies,
