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. This coast of sea-girt Lemnos, where we stand,

Is uninhabited, untrodden of men.

And here, O noble son of noblest sire,

Achilles-born Neoptolemus, I erewhile,—

Ordered by those who had command,—cast forth

Trachinian Philoctetes, Poeas’ son,

His foot dark-dripping with a rankling wound;

When with wild cries, that frighted holy rest,

Filling the camp, he troubled every rite,

That none might handle sacrifice, or pour

Wine-offering, but his noise disturbed our peace.

But why these words? No moment this for talk,

Lest he discern my coming, and I lose

The scheme, wherewith I think to catch him soon.

Now most behoves thy service, to explore

This headland for a cave with double mouth,

Whose twofold aperture, on wintry days,

Gives choice of sunshine, and in summer noons

The breeze wafts slumber through the airy cell.

Then, something lower down, upon the left,

Unless ’tis dried, thine eye may note a spring.

Go near now silently, and make me know

If still he persevere, and hold this spot.

Or have roamed elsewhere, that informed of this

I may proceed with what remains to say,

And we may act in concert.

. Lord Odysseus,

Thy foremost errand will not task me far.

Methinks I see the cave whereof thou speakest.

. Where? let me see it. Above there, or below?