The shepherds of the ships[n48] are slow to feel
Full confidence, the more that on this coast
Harbours are few.[n49] Besides, thou see’st the sun
Slants to the night; and still a prudent pilot
Fears in the dark. No man will disembark,
Trust me, till all are firmly anchored. Thou
Through all thy terrors still cling to the gods,
Thy most sure stay. Thy safety’s pledged. For me
I’m old, but with the tongue of fluent youth
I’ll speak for thee, a pleader without blame. [Exit.