That did so sweetly pour
Her father’s praise, whom Heaven had richly crowned
With bounty brimming o’er.
ANTISTROPHE V.
The rest I know not, nor will vainly pry;
But Calchas was a seer not wont to lie.
Justice doth wait to teach
Wisdom by suffering. Fate will have its way.
The quickest ear is pricked in vain to-day,
To catch to-morrow’s note. What boots