’Tis true ill hath been done thee in house and field:
But he lies dead, who was the chief in blame;
We may rejoice, for he brought all about,
Antinous, less eager for the marriage
Or dower, than in ambitious hope, now quenched,
That he should reign in Ithaca:—to which end
He would have killed the prince. But, he being dead,
Spare thou thy folk, sir, spare thine own; and we
For all wrong done thee will repay in full,
Each one in answer for waste hitherto,