DOLON.
He stands waiting a moment looking out into
the dark.
There lies the way.-But first I must go find
At home some body-shelter to my mind;
Then, forward to the ships of Argolis!
LEADER.
What other raiment wilt thou need than this?
DOLON.
A garb for work, for night; a thieving guise.
LEADER.
'Tis good to learn the wisdoms of the wise.
What will thy wrapping be?
DOLON.
A grey wolf's hide
Shall wrap my body close on either side;
My head shall be the mask of gleaming teeth,
My arms fit in the forepaws, like a sheath,
My thighs in the hinder parts. No Greek shall tell
'Tis not a wolf that walks, half visible,
On four feet by the trenches and around
The ship-screen. When it comes to empty ground
It stands on two.-That is the plan, my friend!
LEADER.
Now Maian Hermes guide thee to thy end
And home safe! Well he loves all counterfeit . . .
Good work is there; may good luck go with it!
DOLON (to himself, gazing out toward the Greek camp).
There, and then back! . . . And on this belt shall bleed
Odysseus' head-or why not Diomede?-
To prove my truth. Ere dawn can touch the land
I shall be here, and blood upon my hand.
Exit DOLON.
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The Rhesus of Euripides. Translated into English rhyming verse with explanatory notes by Gilbert Murray, LL.D., D.Litt, F.B.A., Regius Professor of Greek in the University of Oxford. Euripides. Gilbert Murray. New York. Oxford University Press. 1913.
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