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Chorus.
Dare not to strike a herald, for heaven's sake!
Demophon.
That will I, if the herald learn not wisdom.
Chorus.
[To Herald] Depart thou:—touch thou not this man, O king.
Kopreus.
I go; for feeble fight one hand may make.
But I will hither come with brazen mail 275
And spears of Argos' war: warriors untold
Await me; and Eurystheus' self, our king,
Their chief, expecting what shall come from hence,
Waits on the marches of Alkathous.[1]
He shall flash forth, being told thine insolence, 280
On thee, thy folk, this land, and all her fruits.
For all this warrior youth were ours for nought
In Argos, if we avenge us not on thee.
Demophon.
Begone! I fear not that thine Argos, I!
'Twas not for thee to shame me and to drag 285
These hence by force. This city which I hold
Is not to Argives subject: she is free.
[Exit Kopreus.
- ↑ i.e. in Megara, of which Alkathous had shortly before been king.