Odysseus: Like enough, for Hector now is grown quite bold by reason of his victory.
Diomedes: What then are we to do, Odysseus? we have not found our
man asleep; our hopes are dashed.
Odysseus: Let us to the fleet with what speed we may. Some god, whiche'er
it be that gives him his good luck, is preserving him; 'gainst fate
we must not strive.
Diomedes: Well, we twain must go against Eneas or Paris, most hateful
of Phrygians, and withour swords cut off their heads.
Odysseus: How, pray, in the darkness canst thou find them amid a hostile
army, and slay them without risk?
Diomedes: Yet 'twere base to go unto the Agrive ships if we have worked
the enemy no harm.
Odysseus: What! no harm! Have we not slain Dolon who spied upon the
anchored fleet, and have we not his spoils safe here? Dost thou expect
to sack the entire camp? Be led by me, let us return; and good luck
go with us! (Athena appears.)
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