Pyrr. Hear herself
Avouch it.
Dia. Ay, you overmate me, but
The gap between us will not cast the match
To Biades. And I was chosen.
Fourth Ephor. Nay,
You must give place.
Pyrr. I've other reason, sir.
It is my dear, war-honored father lays
This match on Sparta, and my pride of house
Would bear his counsel through the act that sets
The sage's seal upon it.
First Ephor. A daughter, sir!
Ste. Bare duty might so speak.
Pyrr. This gives me warmth
My maiden comrades lack. By every vein
My father gave me, his time-laurelled brow
Shall never wear a garland less!
Second Ephor. Well sworn!
Pyrr. And for I saw——
Third Ephor. More reasons?