Panth. Such news we must expect.
Cleom. O happy ghosts
Of those that fell in the last fatal fight,
And lived not to survive their country's loss!
Base as I was, I should have fallen there too;
But first have raised a mountain of the dead,
To choke their way to Sparta.
Panth. Thus I knew
Your blood would boil, and therefore I delayed
So long to tell you Cœnus was arrived.