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Old man as Menelaus wrests a letter from him.Strange daring yours, Menelaus, where you have no right. Menelaus Stand back! You carry loyalty to your master too far. Old man The very reproach you have for me is to my credit. Menelaus You shall rue it, if you meddle in matters that do not concern you. Old man You had no right to open a letter, which I was carrying. Menelaus No, nor you to be carrying sorrow to all Hellas. Old man Argue that point with others, but surrender that letter to me. Menelaus I shall not let go. Old man Nor will I let loose my hold. Menelaus Why then, this staff of mine will be dabbling your head with blood before long. Old man To die in my master's cause would be a noble death. Menelaus Let go! you are too wordy for a slave. Old man seeing Agamemnon approachingMaster, he is wronging me; he snatched your letter violently from my grasp, Agamemnon, and will not heed the claims of right.
This was the first cause I had to reprove you, for it was here I first discovered your villainy; but afterwards, when you came to Aulis with all the gathered hosts of Hellas, you were of no account; no! the want of a favorable breeze filled you with consternation at the chance dealt out by the gods. Then the Danaids began demanding that you should send the fleet away instead of vainly toiling on at Aulis; what dismay and confusion was then depicted in your looks, to think that you, with a thou
le in power, and then retire dishonorably, sometimes owing to the senselessness of the citizens, sometimes deservedly, because they are too feeble of themselves to maintain their watch upon the state. For my part, I am more sorry for our unhappy Hellas, whose purpose was to read these worthless foreigners a lesson, while now she will let them escape and mock her, thanks to you and your daughter. May I never appoint a man to rule my country or lead its warriors because of his courage! Sense is w
Chorus And on the towers of Troy and round her walls shall Trojans stand, when sea-borne troops with brazen shields row in on shapely ships to the channels of the Simois, eager to take Helen, the sister of that heavenly pair whom Zeus begot, from Priam, and bear her back to Hellas by toil of Achaean shields and spears.