I know’t myself, nay more—would swear the same,
Yet all the more I speak my warning word:—
Be on your guard with Gyges!
[Kandaules laughs.
Ah, I thought it.
I tell you once again—be on your guard!
Yet take my words aright. I say as well
He’ll never stretch his hand to grasp your crown,
He’ll spend his very latest drop of blood
In your defence, and yet he is for you