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Dark—dark—mine eyes are drooping, heavy-laden.

Oh, I am lost if thou wilt leave me, wife!

No more—I am no more: as nought account me.

Uplift thy face: forsake not thine own children!

Sore loth do I—yet O farewell, my babes!

Look unto them—O look!

I am no more.

Ah, leav'st thou us?

Farewell.

O wretch undone!

Gone,—gone!—No more is this Admetus' wife!