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Chorus (various voices confusedly).
To arms! To arms, Lord Hector!-Send
First where the allied armies lie,
Bid them draw sword and make an end
Of sleep.-Let someone fly
And get the horses' armour on!-
Who goes with me to Panthoös' son?-
Who's for Sarpêdon and the Lycians?-None
Hath seen the priest1 go by?-
Ho, Captain of the Runners, ho!-
Ho, Trojans of the hornèd bow!
String, string! For need is nigh.
1 P. 5, 1. 30, The priest.]-He would be needed to make the sacrifice before battle.
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