HECTOR'S ELEGY

We shudder in grief, O bitter tears do we shed,
For the death of our world, the mortal flesh that has bled.
Damn you Homer! damn to you all!
For letting our hero, great Hector fall.

What right have you Homer, and to others speak well,
On the death of a legend, O such beauty in hell.
The gods in their shame, now to Hector must cry,
Forgive us great warrior, for letting you die.

The flame of his glory, through time shall it spread,
But Achilles in hades, no tears shall he shed.
No victor! the spoils, shall be sown far asunder,
In the memory of Hector, their ships will go under.

Damn you Homer! damn to you all!
For letting our hero, great Hector fall.
The Greeks in their joy, shall reap bitter love,
For Hector, our Hector, watches above.

The great gods of Troy, now hiding in shame,
Will bring back his memory, his glory, his fame.
When Hector again, walks the land in his might,
Priam in glory, will sit on his right.