Ulysses
Then hear me. By the gods, remorseless thus
Form not the thought to cast this body forth
Unburied; nor let violence transport
Thy soul so far to hate, as under foot
To trample justice. Once he was to me
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Of all the camp most hostile, from the time
I triumph'd in the contest for the arms
Of lost Achilles: yet, though such his mind
To me averse, I would not wrong his worth,
Refusing to his valour this just praise,
That him, of all the Grecian chiefs who march'd
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To Troy, I saw the bravest in the field,
Except Achilles. Such a man by thee
Unjustly were dishonour'd: not to him,
But to the gods, and to their sacred laws
This were offence. A brave man, when no more,
Though hated once, it is unjust to wrong.
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Ajax. Sophocles. Robert Potter (Translator). London. 1820.