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382 And wilt thou then among the Argives go,

Equipped with my arms?

Odys. Speak thou not a word

To me, who stand in very act to go.

Phil. And thou, Achilles' son, shall I remain

Without a word from thee? Dost thou thus go?

Odys. [To .] Go thou, and look not on

him, lest, though noble,

Thou ruin our success.

Phil. [To .] And will ye leave,

Ο strangers, will ye leave me, pitying not?

Chor. [To .] This youth is our commander,

and whate'er

He speaks to thee, the same we also say.

Neop. [To Chorus, pointing to .] I shall be

told, I know, by our chief here,

That I am piteous and of melting mood;

Yet, spite of this, remain, if so he will,

At least a while, until the sailors put

Our sailing gear in order, and we have made

Due prayers unto the Gods. So he, [pointing to

] perchance,

Meantime may cherish better thoughts of us.

Now then, let us depart, and ye, be quick,

When we shall call you, to proceed with us. [Exeunt and.

Phil. Ο cave of hollow rock,

Now hot, now icy cold,

And I was doomed, ah me!

To leave thee never more;

But e'en in death thou still wilt be to me

My one true helping friend.