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Rh Save as men use them; yet they that have none

How poor! To them what lustre hath the sun?

For in themselves great riches are not wrong:

That's not my fear: but when the master's eye

Through absence fails, the thought in me is strong,

A house is blind except its lord be by.

Herein, grave sirs, interpret and advise;

In your sage counsel all my wisdom lies.

Be sure of this, Queen of this land of ours,

There never was nor ever can be need

To ask us twice for help by word or deed,

So far as ripe experience empowers

Leal hearts to proffer guidance: in our breast

There is no thought save how to serve thee best.

I am much conversant with dreams at night

Since with his army my dear son is gone

To ravage and lay waste Ionia,

But nothing yet so startlingly distinct

As yesternight, as you shall forthwith hear.

For there appeared to me in bright apparel

Two women; one with Persian robes adorned,

The other in the Dorian garb; and each

Taller in stature than are women now,

Faultlessly fair, both sisters of one house.

The first in Hellas dwelt, by sortilege

Assigned; the other lived in Barbary.