Write about this epic simile. In particular, what can you glean about Agamemnon?
Think of lightning: Hera’s rich hair streams
In the sky when her husband builds storms–
Heavy rain, or unspeakable hail, or snow
That sifts down over cultivated land,
Or the barbed-wire mouth of a battlefield.
Thus Agamemnon, the density of the groans
From his heart’s deep core, his visceral fear. (10.5-11)
