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Leader of the Chorus
Old man, whom I detested, you are now to me the dearest of all; never shall I, if I can help it, fail to follow your advice.
Inspirited by your words,  I threaten my rivals the gods, and I swear that if you march in alliance with me against the gods  and are faithful to our just, loyal and sacred bond, we shall soon have shattered their scepter. Leader of the Chorus
We shall charge ourselves with the performance of everything that requires force; that which demands thought and deliberation shall be yours to supply.