Truly, the woman’s way, — high to lift heart up!By such words I was made seem wit-bewildered:Yet still I sacrificed; and, — female-song with, —A shout one man and other, through the city,Set up, congratulating in the gods’ seats,Soothing the incense-eating flame right fragrant.And now, what’s more, indeed, why need’st thou tell me?I of the king himself shall learn the whole word: