we'll ask Homer and the other poets
not to make Achilles, son of a goddess,
Now lying on his side, now again
On his belly, and now on his side
Then standing upright,
roaming distraught along the
shore of the unharvested sea
nor taking black ashes in both hands
and pouring them over his head,
nor crying or lamenting
as much as, or in other ways,
as Homer made him do;
(the repbublic of plato, allan bloom version)
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