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Nought to thee is this!

For thou shalt die for evil wrought this day!

Tell the watchword, ere the spear unto thine heart have found the way!

Ha! and hast thou murdered Rhesus?

Nay, his would-be murderer, thee,

Question I.

Fear not, come hither.

Strike him! strike him! strike him, ye!

Hold, each man!

Nay, hold we will not!

Ho! let not a friend be slain!