Epeisodion 5
Ho! Ha! Here on the land is the pirate from the ship! Before that, pirate, may you perish . . .
825
I see in this the prelude of suffering wrought by violence. Oh! Oh! Fly for protection! Savagery beyond bearing by its insolence on sea and land alike.
830
Lord of the land, protect us!
835
Away with you, away to the ship, as fast as your feet can carry you! If you won’t, your hair shall be torn out; you’ll be pricked with goads, and off will come your heads
with abundant letting of gory blood. Away with you, away—and curses on you!—to the ships.
840