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:And, — as may best be, — I my revered husbandShall hasten, as he comes back, to receive: for —What’s to a wife sweeter to see than this light(Her husband, by the god saved, back from warfare)So as to open gates? This tell my husband —To come at soonest to his loving city.A faithful wife at home may he find, coming!Such an one as he left — the dog o’ the household —