1 I should have founded a city for him in Argos, and built him a house.
2 He has many brothers and kinsmen in Argos, and they have great power among the Argives.
3 Then he left the country and went to Argos, where it was ordained that he should reign over much people.
4 This was Argos, whom Ulysses had bred before setting out for Troy, but he had never had any work out of him.
5 It is for a woman whose peer is not to be found in Pylos, Argos, or Mycene, nor yet in Ithaca nor on the mainland.
6 As he spoke he went inside the buildings to the cloister where the suitors were, but Argos died as soon as he had recognised his master.
7 As for your own end, Menelaus, you shall not die in Argos, but the gods will take you to the Elysian plain, which is at the ends of the world.
8 Would that I had only a third of what I now have so that I had stayed at home, and all those were living who perished on the plain of Troy, far from Argos.
9 Four days later Diomed and his men stationed their ships in Argos, but I held on for Pylos, and the wind never fell light from the day when heaven first made it fair for me.
10 Happy son of Peleus," answered the ghost of Agamemnon, "for having died at Troy far from Argos, while the bravest of the Trojans and the Achaeans fell round you fighting for your body.
11 But as Telemachus was thus busied, praying also and sacrificing to Minerva in the ship's stern, there came to him a man from a distant country, a seer, who was flying from Argos because he had killed a man.
12 First I lost my brave and lion-hearted husband, who had every good quality under heaven, and whose name was great over all Hellas and middle Argos, and now my darling son is at the mercy of the winds and waves, without my having heard one word about his leaving home.