Stasimon 1
[Episode]
What other raiment wilt thou need than this?
DOLON.
A garb for work, for night; a thieving guise.
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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,
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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!
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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
There, and then back! . . . And on this belt shall bleed
Odysseus’ head—or why not Diomede?—
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To prove my truth. Ere dawn can touch the land
I shall be here, and blood upon my hand.
