... still at any rate and the sea is calm, hushed are the winds, and silence broods over the Euripus. Then why are you outside your tent, why so restless, my lord Agamemnon? All is yet quiet here in Aulis , the watch on the walls is not yet astir. Let us go in. I envy you, old man, yes, and every man who leads a life secure, unknown and unrenowned; but little I envy those in office. And yet it ...