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vv. 1131–1146

I call him not to mind, I must think more.

Small wonder that, O King! But I will throw

Light on his memories.—Right well I know

He knows the time when, all Kithairon through,

I with one wandering herd and he with two,

Three times we neighboured one another, clear

From spring to autumn stars, a good half-year.

At winter’s fall we parted; he drove down

To his master’s fold, and I back to mine own.

Dost call it back, friend? Was it as I say?

It was. It was. ’Tis all so far away.

Say then: thou gavest me once, there in the wild,

A babe to rear far off as mine own child?

What does this mean? To what end askest thou?

That babe has grown, friend. ’Tis our master now.

[He slowly understands, then stands for a moment horror-struck.

No, in the name of death! Fool, hold thy peace.

[He lifts his staff at the.