Semi-Chorus: Right! stay every man his spear! Dost know whither those men are gone?
Odysseus: Somewhere here I caught a sight of them.
Semi-Chorus: Close on their track each man of you, or else must we shout for aid.
Odysseus: Nay, 'twere conduct strange to disturb our friends with
wild alarms by night. (Exeunt Odysseus and Diomedes.)
Chorus: Who was that man who slipped away? Who was he that will loudly
boast his daring in escaping me? How shall I catch him now? to whom
liken him? the man who came by night with fearless step passing through
our ranks and the guard we set. Is he a Thessalian or a dweller in
some seacoast town of Locris, or hath he his home amid the scattered
islands of the main? Who was he, and whence came he? What is his fatherland?
What god doth he avow as lord of the rest?
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