One word I speak in kindness. While hope was
Ulysses might return, he did but well
Discouraging our courtship of his mother;
But now, when hope is gone and all agree
He never can return, the prince should join
To urge the queen that she delay no more,
But wed the best man here: which were far better
Both for himself and for his father’s honour,
Than all this waste and rancour in his halls.
Tel. Nay, now by Zeus, and by my father’s griefs,