Then Zeus who folds the clouds together answered, “Hera, my ox-eyed goddess queen, you shall 470 witness at dawn tomorrow, if you wish, almighty Zeus, the son of Cronus, kill yet more Greek warriors—mass casualties. Powerful Hector will not leave the fighting until Achilles, son of Peleus, rises on swift feet from beside his ships, the day the Greeks are trapped beside their fleet, desperately fighting for the dead Patroclus. 640 Such is divine decree. I do not care how angry you may be.
