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Hale?—Would I were! Yet thy good heart I know.

Wherefore for mourning shaven show'st thou thus?

This day must I commit to earth a corpse.

Now heaven forefend thou mourn'st for children dead!

In mine home live the babes whom I begat.

Sooth, death-ripe were thy sire, if he be gone.

He liveth, and my mother, Herakles.

Surely, O surely, not thy wife, Admetus?

Twofold must be mine answer touching her.

Or hath she died, say'st thou, or liveth yet?

She is, and she is not: here lies my sorrow.