The Iliad by Homer Book 22 Page 5

lose your own life and afford a mighty triumph to the son of Peleus. Have pity also on your unhappy father while life yet remains to him — on me, whom the son of Saturn will destroy by a terrible doom on the threshold of old age, after I have seen my sons slain and my daughters haled away as captives, my bridal chambers pillaged, little children dashed to earth amid the rage of battle, and my sons’ wives dragged away by the cruel hands of the Achaeans; in the end fierce hounds will tear me in pieces at my own gates after some one has beaten the life out of my body with sword or spear-hounds that I myself reared and fed at my own table to guard my gates, but who will yet lap my blood and then lie all distraught at my doors.

When a young man falls by the sword in battle, he may lie where he is and there is