That it was your hope to takeme to that Trojan land I abhor.ChorusYes, I believe that to be the best course.PhiloctetesLeave me, then—immediately!ChorusPleasant, pleasant, indeed, is the task you set me, and I am ready to obey.Come, let us be going, each to his station in the ship!PhiloctetesBy Zeus who hears men’s curses, do not go, I implore you!ChorusBe moderate.PhiloctetesFriends, in the name of the gods, stay!ChorusWhy do you call?PhiloctetesAyee, ayee! Doom, Doom! My suffering kills me! Foot, my foot, what shall I do with you in the days to come?