Chapter 18 18

This just decree alone I know,

Man must be disciplined by woe,

To me, whate'er of good or ill

The future brings, since come it will,

I'll bow my spirit, and be still.

-AESCHYLUS, (Anstice's Translation.)

Guy, in the meantime, was enduring the storm in loneliness, for he was unwilling to explain the cause of his trouble to his comp