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Rh. That is thy reproach, for thou didst refuse to die.

. Dear is the light of the sun-god, dear to all.

. A coward soul is thine, not to be reckoned among men.

. No laughing now for thee at bearing forth my aged corpse.

. Thy death will surely be a death of shame, come when it will.

. Once dead I little reck of foul report.

. Alas! how void of shame the old can be!

. Hers was no want of shame; 'twas want of sense in her that thou didst find.

. Begone! and leave me to bury my dead.

. I go; bury thy victim, thyself her murderer. Her kinsmen yet will call for an account. Else surely has Acastus ceased to be a man, if he avenge not on thee his sister's blood.

. Perdition seize thee and that wife of thine! grow old, as ye deserve, childless, though your son yet lives, for ye shall never enter the same abode with me; nay! were it needful I should disown thy paternal hearth by heralds' voice, I had disowned it. (Exit ). Now, since we must bear our present woe, let us go and lay the dead upon the pyre.

[Exit.

. Woe, woe for thee! Alas, for thy hardihood! Noble spirit, good beyond compare, farewell! May Hermes in the nether world, and Hades, too, give thee a kindly welcome! and if even in that other life the good are rewarded, mayst thou have thy share therein and take thy seat by Hades' bride!

. Many the guests ere now from every corner of the world I have seen come to the halls of Admetus, for whom I have spread the board, but never yet have I welcomed to this hearth a guest so shameless as this; a man who, in the first place, though he saw my master's grief, yet entered and