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THE SUPPLIANT MAIDENS.
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The King of Argos.
First, that thou play'st a stranger's part amiss.
Herald of Ægyptus.
Wherein? I do but search and claim mine own.
The King of Argos.
To whom of our guest-champions hast appealed?
Herald of Ægyptus.
To Hermes, herald's champion, lord of search.
The King of Argos.
Unto a god. Yet dost thou wrong the gods.
Herald of Ægyptus.
The gods that rule by Nilus I revere.
The King of Argos.
I take thy word: our Argive gods are nought!
Herald of Ægyptus.
The prey is mine, unless force rend it from me.
The King of Argos.
At thine own peril touch them—'ware, and soon!
Herald of Ægyptus.
I hear thy speech, no hospitable word.
