CHORUS.
Dead with him blind hope lies blasted by the lightning of one sword.
ATHENIAN HERALD.
On thy tongue truth wars with error; no man's edge hath touched thy lord.
CHORUS.
False was thine then, jangling menace like a war-steed's brow-bound bell?
ATHENIAN HERALD.
False it rang not joy nor sorrow; but by no man's hand he fell.