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Nay, O nay!—but for thine helping cried I:—worthier art thou.

Answer—did the child of Tyndareus by righteous sentence fall?

Righteous—wholly righteous—though she had three throats to die withal.

Dastard, 'tis thy tongue but truckles: in thine heart thou think'st not so.

Should she not, who Hellas laid, and Phrygia's folk, in ruin low?

Swear—or I will slay thee,—that thou speakest not to pleasure me.

By my life I swear—an oath I sure should honour sacredly.

Like to thee at Troy did steel fill all the Trojan folk with fear?

Take, take hence thy sword! It glareth ghastly murder, held so near!