The city groans from deep in the earth, as though we are surrounded.
 Eteocles Surely it is enough that I am making plans for this?
 Chorus I am terrified—the crashing at the gates is increasing.
 Eteocles Won’t you be silent, and speak none of this throughout the city?
 Chorus Divine company, do not betray our fortifications!
 Eteocles Damn you! Will you not endure these events in silence?
 Chorus Gods of our city! Do not let my fate be slavery!
 Eteocles You would enslave both me and all the city.
 Chorus Almighty Zeus, turn your missile against the enemy!