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Sooth, lady, reason was that thou shouldst grieve.

Tis death to me! Yea, also am I banished.

Of whom? A new ill this thou namest is.

Kreon from Corinth driveth me an exile.

Doth Jason suffer this?—I praise it not.

In pretence, no: but to stand firm—not he!

But I beseech thee, touching this thy beard,

Clasping thy knees, and so become thy suppliant;—

Pity, O pity me the evil-starred,

And see me not cast forth to homelessness:

Receive to a hearth-place in thy land and homes.

So by heaven's blessing fruitful be thy love

In children, and in death thyself be blest.

Thou know'st not what good fortune thou hast found:

For I will end thy childlessness, will cause

Thy seed to grow to sons; such drugs I know.

For many causes am I minded, lady,

This grace to grant thee: for the Gods' sake first;

Then, for the seed of children thou dost promise;