To me so long deprived, yet would I see
Myself the wrongs there done me, see the shame
Of which men speak; and, once within the hall,
I can take count and measure of my foes.
A just cause, bold heart, and the aid of heaven
Should still thy fear.
Tel.Tell me thy bidding, father!
Ul. Ay, so ’tis best: and thro’ thee I may come
To see thy mother;—hark, the course is plain:
Go to the town; announce thine own return;