Eksodos
HECTOR.
Of Trojan sluggards and the fool their king?
Great God, ye never baulked them as they came,
Nor smote them as they went!
Of this but thou? Thou wast the watcher set
To guard this host till morn. I tell thee yet
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For this deed—I have sworn by Zeus our Lord !—
The scourge of torment or the headsman’s sword
Awaits thee. Else, be Hector in your thought
Writ down a babbler and a man of nought.
