Thou king of the Satyrs, why pray wilt thou not
Take the spear for thy weapon, and stop the dire talk
With the which, until now, thou conductest the war.
While the soul of a Teles is in thee?
If the tiniest knife is but laid on the stone
To give it an edge, thou gnashest thy teeth,
As if bitten by fiery Cleon.
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as these anapaestic verses of Hermippus1 show:—
1 From his ‘Moirai’, or Fates . Kock, Com. Att. Frag. i. pp. 236 f.
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