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EURIPIDES.
Kreon.
Yet, for ill-speed, night's gloom is terrible.
Eteokles.
Shall I make onset even as they sup?
Kreon.
A brief alarm:—'tis victory we need.
Eteokles.
Dirkê's deep ford should hamper their retreat.730
Kreon.
Nought were so good as ward us warily.
Eteokles.
How, if our horse charge down on Argos' host?
Kreon.
There too their lines be fenced with chariots round.
Eteokles.
What shall I do then?—yield our town to foes?
Kreon.
Never. Take thought, if prudent chief thou art,—735
Eteokles.
What counsel is more prudent, then, than these?
Kreon.
Seven champions are there with them, have I heard,—
