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148. There, then, I stretch it out as toward the Gorgon's severed head.

. Hast hold of her?

. I have.

. (removes the veil). So; keep her safely then, and in days to come thou wilt confess the son of Zeus proved himself a noble guest. Look well at her, if haply to thy gaze she have a semblance of thy wife; and now that thou art blest, cease from sorrowing.

. Great gods, what shall I say? a marvel past all hope is here! My wife, my own true wife I see, or is some mocking rapture sent by heaven to drive me mad?

. No, no; 'tis thy own wife thou seest here.

. Beware it be not a phantom from that nether world.

. No necromancer was this guest whom thou didst welcome.

. Do I behold my wife, her whom I buried?

. Be well assured thereof; still I marvel not thou dost distrust thy luck.

. May I touch her, may I speak to her as my living wife?

. Speak to her. For thou hast all thy heart's desire.

. O form and features of my well-loved wife! past all hope I hold thee, never expecting to see thee again.

. So thou dost; may no jealous god rise against thee!

. O noble son of almighty Zeus, good luck to thee! may the father that begat thee hold thee in his keeping; for thou and none else hast raised my fallen fortunes. How