Our sleepless zeal, with favour of the gods,
Shall order as befits.
Agamemnon.
Daughter of Leda, guardian of my house!
Almost thou seem’st to have spun thy welcome out
To match my lengthened absence; but I pray thee
Praise with discretion, and let other mouths
Proclaim my pæans. For the rest, abstain
From delicate tendance that would turn my manhood
To woman’s temper. Not in barbaric wise