Ul. Truest and bravest heart, our patient years
Are crowned with joy.
Pen.O love, thou comest in time.
Athena appears on the threshold.
ATHENA.
My work is done. But ere I leave the haunts
Of sorrowing and rejoicing men, I look
To bless my work. O wise son of Laertes,
Thou hast thy house and wife and self restored.
Murder, strife, robbery, the wrongs I hate,