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It shall be thus. But, were an oath of this

Accorded me, all done by thee were gracious.

Dost thou not trust me? What disturbs thy faith?

I trust thee, but the house of Pelias

Now, is mine enemy, and Creon too.

Surely to these thou wouldst not, yoked by oaths,

Yield me if they would hale me from thy land:

But only bound by words, not sworn to the gods,

Thou mightest become their friend, mayhap be won

By herald-proffers: because I am weak,

But theirs are riches and a royal home.

Much foresight hast thou spoken, lady. Now,

If it likes thee this should be, I gainsay not:

And unto me too were it the more safe

To have excuse to shew thine enemies,

And thou wert surer fenced. Name thou what gods.