Note (return) — BOOK THE TWENTY-THIRD.
Theodore Alois Buckley translation · Edition 4
But Pelides, going apart 740 from the pile, reclined fatigued, and upon him fell sweet sleep. The others, however, were assembling in crowds round the son of Atreus, the noise and tumult of whom, approaching, awoke him; and, being raised up, he sat, and addressed them: