NEO. No, by the holiest name of Zeus on high!
PHI. O voice of gladness, if thy speech be true!
NEO. The deed shall prove it. Only reach thy hand,
And be again sole master of thy bow.[ODYSSEUS appears
OD. But I make protest, in the sight of Heaven,
For Atreus’ sons, and all the Achaean host.
[page 254][1295-1330] PHI. Dear son, whose voice disturbs us? Do I hear
Odysseus?
OD. Ay, and thou behold’st him nigh,
And he shall force thee to the Trojan plain,
Howe’er Achilles’ offspring make or mar.
PHI. This shaft shall bear thee sorrow for that boast.
NEO. Let it not fly, by Heaven!
PHI. Dear child, let go
Mine arm!
NEO. I will not.[Exit ODYSSEUS