First Semi-Chorus
taking up the song from Bdelycleon
. . . let yourself be won over by his words; [730] come, be not too obstinate or too perverse. Would that I had a relative or kinsman to correct me thus! Clearly some god is at hand and [735] is now protecting you and loading you with benefits. Accept them.
Bdelycleon
I will feed him, I will give him everything that is suitable for an old man; oatmeal gruel, a cloak, soft furs, and a wench to rub his tool [740] and his loins. But he keeps silent and will not utter a sound; that's a bad sign.