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4 This couch of mine—not looked upon by visions,

Since fear instead of sleep still stands beside me,

So as that fast I fix in sleep no eyelids—

And when to sing or chirp a tune I fancy,

For slumber such song-remedy infusing,

I wail then, for this House's fortune groaning,

Not, as of old, after the best ways governed.

Now, lucky be deliverance from these labours,

At good news—the appearing dusky fire!

O hail, thou lamp of night, a day-long lightness

Revealing, and of dances the ordainment!

Halloo, halloo!

To Agamemnon's wife I show, by shouting,

That, from bed starting up at once, i' the household

Joyous acclaim, good-omened to this torch-blaze,