Semichorus 2.
Praise not the prowess thou of a knavish thief!
Chorus.
(Ant.)
He came in the days overpast 710
Unto Troy:—from his eyes rheum poured:
Rags round his body were cast:
'Neath his cloak was a hidden sword:
Like a vagabond varlet he prowled, begging crumbs from the feastful board,
With head overgrimed with foulness, and hair
All filth-defiled.
As though the war-chiefs' foe he were,
The house he reviled—
The house of the Atreïd kings:—O meet,
O just should it be that he perish, ere 720
He trample Phrygia beneath his feet.
Semichorus 1.
Whether Odysseus or another came,
I fear me: us the guards shall Hector blame,—
Semichorus 2.
How blame us?
Semichorus 1.
Shall speak his suspicion out,—
Semichorus 2.
Of what deed? What is thy fearful doub ?
Semichorus 1.
That even by us passed in—
