Here shall he sleep; and waking say, “Divine
What dreams are good? For bear and piebald bear,
And snakes and cobras haunt this couch of mine.”
7. Then shall the chief diviner glad reply,
“The bears foreshow their signs of promised sons.
The snakes and cobras daughters prophesy:
These auguries are all auspicious ones.”
8. Sons shall be his—on couches lulled to rest;
The little ones enrobed, with sceptres play;
Their infant cries are loud as stern behest,