The Iliad of Homer

by Homer

I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man’s heart

Before your burning pyre I shall behead twelve glorious children of the Trojans, for my anger over your slaying.

For her his heart has been wasting in sorrow;