ease, if you have a call from Fate; if not, no strength of
yours will overcome it, no force of steel tear it away.
But, besides this, you have the breathless corpse of a
friend lying unburied—alas! you know it not—tainting 30
your whole fleet with the air of death, while you are asking
Heaven’s will, and lingering on this our threshold. Him
first consign to his proper place, and hide him in the grave.
Lead black cattle to the altar: be this the expiation to
pave your way. Thus at last you shall look on the groves 35
of Styx and the realms untrodden of the living.” She