Nay, nor be known of any, till I hear
Such tidings as bespeak my coming well.
Ath. O brave! thy wary mind has gone before,
The way I would have led it: thou art as ever
Fore-reckoner with chance, to take thy stand
Armed at all points.
Ul.This fear, goddess, I learnt
Of blind Tiresias, when at Circe’s bidding
I sailed for south beyond the coasts of men,
To dark Cimmerian cloud-land, and I saw