Poseidon.
Thou hast some counsel of the Gods, or word
Spoken of Zeus? Or is it tidings heard
From some far Spirit?
Pallas.
For this Ilion's sake,
Whereon we tread, I seek thee, and would make
My hand as thine.
Poseidon.
Hath that old hate and deep
Failed, where she lieth in her ashen sleep?
Thou pitiest her?
Pallas.
Speak first; wilt thou be one
In heart with me and hand till all be done?
Poseidon.