Τὸν δὲ χολωσάμενος Κρητῶν γὸς ντίον ηὔδα:
Αἶαν νείκει ἄριστε κακοφραδὲς ἄλλά τε πάντα
δεύεαι Ἀργείων, ὅτι τοι νόος ἐστὶν πηνής.
δεῦρό νυν ἢ τρίποδος περιδώμεθον ἠὲ λέβητος,
ἵστορα δ' Ἀτρεΐδην Ἀγαμέμνονα θείομεν ἄμφω,
ὁππότεραι πρόσθ' ἵπποι, ἵνα γνοίης ποτίνων.
Then the leader of the Cretans waxed wroth, and spake in answer: "Aias, thou master of railing, witless in counsel, in all things else thou fallest behind the other Argives, for thy mind is stubborn. Come now, let us wager a tripod or a cauldron, and as umpire betwixt us twain let us choose Atreus' son Agamemnon, as to which mares are in the lead—that thou mayst learn by paying the price."
