The others.Fly, fly, fly, fly. [Exeunt.
Tel.They are caught.
[Cries without.
Ul. While I stand here and shoot, fetch forth the arms. [Shoots.
Wooers (without). To the gate; to the gate. Ulysses is returned.
Fly, fly! Throw wide the gate. The gate, the gate!
Eum. Master, ’tis thou indeed: and I not know thee!
Ul. Serve me but now, as when thou knew’st me not. [Shoots. Cries.
Tel. See here thy shield, my father, and the spears.
Ul. Now forth with me and fear not, for the goddess