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Oh! wretch! oh! infamous man! You are naught but a beggar and yet you dare to talk to us like this! you insult their worships the informers! SECOND SEMI-CHORUS
By Poseidon! he speaks the truth; he has not lied in a single detail. FIRST SEMI-CHORUS
But though it be true, need he say it? But you'll have no great cause to be proud of your insolence! SECOND SEMI-CHORUS
Where are you running to? Don't you move; if you strike this man, I shall be at you.