Unto me: neither make me, when hence I have fled and afar from my land, {90}
An outcast dishonoured, as one by whose side no kinsman doth stand.’
In anguish she spake: but with gladness exceeding the heart ’gan stir
Of Aison’s son. At his knees as she bowed, he uplifted her
Gently, and straightway embraced her, and spake to her words of cheer:
‘Lady, let Zeus himself the Olympian my troth-plight hear;
Let Hêrê of Wedlock, the Bride of Zeus, in witness be near,
That I surely will make thee mine own true wife mine halls within
Whensoever returning again unto Hellas-land I shall win.’
He spake, and her hand with his right hand caught in the clasp of love.