Is joy indeed. But why dost thou delay
Thy bidden task? If aught of sin there be,870
'Tis his who doth command thee to the deed.
[To Polyxena.]
O maiden, born of Priam's noble stock,
The gods begin to look upon thy house
In kinder mood, and even now prepare
To grant thee happy marriage; such a mate
As neither Troy herself in all her power
Nor royal Priam could have found for thee.875