Hector
Your tidings inspire now fear,
now confidence; nothing is plainly set forth. Can it be that you are smitten with wild fear by Pan, the son of Cronion? Leaving your watch you rouse the army. What does your noisy summons mean? What tidings can I say you bring? Your words are many,
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but no plain statement have you made.
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Rhesus. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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