Leader: After capturing your blooming prize, were all of you in turn
her lovers? for she likes variety in husbands; the traitress! the
sight of a man with embroidered breeches on his legs and a golden
chain about his neck so fluttered her, that she left Menelaus, her
excellent little husband. Would there had never been a race of women
born into the world at all, unles it were for me alone!
Silenus: (reappearing with food) Lo! I bring you fat food from the
flocks, king Odysseus, the young of bleating sheep and cheeses of
curdled milk without stint. Carry them away with you and begone from
the cave at once, after giving me a drink of merry grape-juice in
exchange.
Leader: Alack! yonder comes the Cyclops; what shall we do?
Odysseus: Then truly are we lost, old sir! whither must we fly?
Silenus: Inside this rock, for there ye may conceal yourselves.
Odysseus: Dangerous advice of thine, to run into the net!
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