Stories from the Iliad — Reading Notes
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was the brow of Agamemnon when he heard these words, and short and stern was his answer. "Let me not find thee," he said, "lingering here in the camp, and come not hither again on such an errand. Thy daughter thou shall not see again; she is mine, the captive of my bow and of my spear, and shall be my slave until the day of her death." In vain the old man urged him with entreaty, and offered a rich ransom to redeem his child from bondage. "Talk not to me of ransom," answered Agamemnon: "not all the gold of thy temple shall purchase liberty for the maiden, for she hath found favour in my sight. Get thee gone at once, and provoke me no further."
Then the priest, whose name was Chryses, feared for his own life, and fled from the angry face of the King. Down to the margin of the sea he went, and gazing with tear-dimmed eyes over the heaving waters, thus he prayed to Apollo, his protector and lord: "Hear me, god of the silver bow, whose altar steams day and night with offerings from the choicest of the flock. Remember my faithful service, and let thine arrows avenge my tears on the Greeks."
So he prayed, and Apollo heard him, and down from the peaks of Olympus he sped. In his hand he bare his mighty bow, and the arrows in his quiver made an angry rattling as he swooped down on the Grecian camp, swift and sudden as the southern night. He took his stand on a hill, and loosed an arrow from the string; and dire was the twang of the silver bow. First, he sent his shafts among the dogs and mules; then he changed his aim, and rained destruction among the men; and the whole place was filled with the smoke of funeral pyres.
For nine days the deadly shower fell without ceasing; but on the tenth, Achilles summoned a general gathering of the host, to inquire into the causes of the calamity which had fallen on his countrymen. The chiefs met in full conclave, and about them were gathered the meaner sort in their tens of thousands. When the clamorous cries of the multitude were stilled, Achilles rose in his place, and addressing himself directly to Agamemnon said: "Son of Atreus, how long wilt thou suffer thy people to perish? Is it not enough that our blood is poured forth every day in battle with thy foes, but must pestilence also make havoc among our ranks? This is Apollo's work, and it is time to ask some priest or soothsayer how we have offended the god, that we may appease his anger with the fat of goats and lambs, and save ourselves from further harm."
Among the elders sat Calchas, the chief seer of the Greeks; who knew all things--what was, and had been, and was to come--and was the chosen leader of the army in matters of religion. Seeing all eyes turned upon him he stood up and answered the challenge of Achilles, though with manifest reluctance and constraint.
"Illustrious chieftain," he said, "thou hast asked the cause of Apollo's anger, and I know that thou lookest to me for an answer. But swear unto me first that thou wilt defend me in word and in deed; for I fear that, by revealing the counsels of the god whom I serve, I shall offend one who is the greatest and mightiest among us."
"Tell us what thou knowest, and fear nothing," answered Achilles; "while I live no one shall lift his hand against thee, no, not Agamemnon himself."
Havell's retelling of the Iliad opens with a clear structural claim: the poem's subject is the Wrath of Achilles, and that wrath—'blind, unreasoning fury'—determines the entire narrative arc. This editorial note examines how Havell translates Homer's epic into prose, preserving the movement between divine and human scenes, the recurrence of similes drawn from everyday life, and the shifting focus from massed armies to individual duels. The excerpts show a storyteller who keeps the guiding clue of Achilles' anger visible even when the hero is absent from the action for long stretches.
The Wrath as Structural Spine
Havell's introduction insists that the Wrath of Achilles is the 'guiding clue' to the Iliad's structure. In the excerpts, this principle governs the arrangement of episodes: the quarrel, the dream, the muster, and the duel all unfold before Achilles withdraws. The narrative then follows the Greeks' reverses, the embassy, and the night raid—all driven by the hero's absence. Havell makes explicit what Homer implies: the poem is not a chronicle of the Trojan War but a focused study of anger and its consequences. The structure mirrors the emotional arc, with Achilles' return delayed until the final battles.
Similes Rooted in the Familiar
Havell retains Homer's similes, which ground epic violence in domestic and agricultural imagery. A spear rebounding from a breastplate is likened to 'beans or pulse rebound from the winnower's shovel.' Two Ajaxes fighting side by side are compared to 'two stout oxen yoked to the same plough, toiling from dawn till sunset.' These comparisons do more than illustrate; they create a rhythm that alternates between the chaos of battle and the order of daily life. Havell's prose preserves this pattern, using the similes as structural pauses that give the reader a moment to breathe before the next clash.
Movement Between Mass and Individual Combat
The excerpts show a careful alternation between panoramic battle scenes and focused duels. Havell shifts from the general assault—'the Trojans at length began to waver, and broke their ranks'—to specific encounters: Menelaus versus Helenus, Harpalion versus Meriones, Paris versus Euchenor. Each duel is rendered with precise details of weaponry and wounding: a spear pins a hand to a bow, an axe swings on an olive-wood shaft, a sword shatters a helmet. This movement from wide to close-up gives the narrative a cinematic quality, emphasizing individual fate within the larger tide of war.
Divine and Human Intersections
Havell includes the gods as active participants, but their interventions are woven into the human action rather than presented as separate episodes. Athene 'shot down from Olympus like a falling star'—a simile that ties divine motion to natural phenomena. Zeus is addressed directly by Menelaus, who questions the god's justice. The divine characters are listed in the introduction, but in the narrative they appear as sudden forces that alter the course of a duel or a battle. This integration keeps the story grounded in human experience while acknowledging the supernatural framework that Homer's audience would have taken for granted.
Havell's retelling is best approached as a guided reading of the Iliad's architecture. Pay attention to how each episode builds on the central theme of wrath, and note the recurring similes that link the heroic world to the familiar. The movement between massed armies and individual combat is not random—it reflects the epic's own rhythm. Readers familiar with Homer's poem will find Havell's structure illuminating; newcomers will discover a coherent narrative that never loses sight of its driving force.
Reading Stories from the Iliad, I kept coming back to what Achilles leaves behind when he steps away—how absence shapes everyone else. It reminded me of quieter gatherings where the missing are still felt, the way With Mask and Mitt — Themes and Context lingers on that same hollow space. Some stories carry their lost ones like weather.
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