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 Enter and  with.

Where, where? what sayest thou?

O father, father,

Would that some god might grant thee eyes to see

This best of men who brings us back again.

My child! and are ye back indeed!

Yes, saved

By Theseus and his gallant followers.

Come to your father’s arms, O let me feel

A child’s embrace I never hoped for more.

Thou askest what is doubly sweet to give.

Where are ye then?

We come together both.

My precious nurslings!

Fathers aye were fond.

Props of my age!

So sorrow sorrow props.

I have my darlings, and if death should come,

Death were not wholly bitter with you near. 251