Chorus: Great the enterprise, and great the boon thou designest to
receive. Happy, ay, happy wilt thou be, if thou succeed; fair the
fame thy toil shall win. Yet to wed with a prince's sister were a
distinction high. On Heaven's decrees let Justice keep her eye! what
man can give thou hast, it seems, in full.
Dolon: Now will I set forth, and going within my house will don such
garb as suits, and then will hasten to the Argive fleet.
Chorus: Why, what dress in place of this wilt thou assume?
Dolon: Such as suits my task and furtive steps.
Chorus: One should ever learn wisdom from the wise; tell me wherewith
thou wilt drape thy body.
Dolon: I will fasten a wolf skin about my back, and o'er my head put
the brute's gaping jaws; then fitting its fore-feet to my hands and
its hind-feet to my legs I will go on all-fours in imitation of its
gait to puzzle the enemy when I approach their trenches and barriers
round the ships. But whenever I come to a deserted spot, on two feet
will I walk; such is the ruse I have decided on.