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Then what else remains to be done, gods, except
to stoop over and listen to them? So let the Hours
remove the bar now, drive the clouds away and throw
open the gates of Heaven.

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Heracles! what a crowd

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has come together to listen! ‘Timocles himself does
not please me at all, for he is trembling and confused.
The fellow will spoil it all to-day ; in fact, it is clear
that he won’t even be able to square off at Danis.
But let’s do the very utmost that we can and pray
for him,
Silently, each to himself, so that Damis may not be
the wiser.<note xml:lang="eng" n="v.2.p.143.n.1">A parody on Iliad 7, 195.</note>
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