 | Silenus |  |
Then harshly yelled the King, “Enough! Enough!
A foolish spear driven thro' me should suffice
Without the plague of hearing evil things
Prophesied on myself! The voice of Zeus;
Ha! Ha! Among our hills the thunders dwell
Wanting no Zeus to aid in utterance.
Of these parts I am Zeus! Thou callest me wolf!
What I call thee soon shalt thou hear, ha! ha!
And mayhap feel the truth.
A foolish spear driven thro' me should suffice
Without the plague of hearing evil things
Prophesied on myself! The voice of Zeus;
Ha! Ha! Among our hills the thunders dwell
Wanting no Zeus to aid in utterance.
125
What I call thee soon shalt thou hear, ha! ha!
And mayhap feel the truth.
“Stand forth there bows!
In that huge wine-bag plant me fifty shafts
That I may fairly name him porcupine
Bristling in fear to hold us all aloof.”
In that huge wine-bag plant me fifty shafts
That I may fairly name him porcupine
Bristling in fear to hold us all aloof.”
| Silenus | |