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EURIPIDES.
Gall thee, thou shouldest not have done me wrong.
Pheres.
I had done more wrong, had I died for thee. 710
Admetus.
What, for the young and old is death the same?
Pheres.
One life to live, not twain—this is our due.
Admetus.
Have thy desire—one life outlasting Zeus.
Pheres.
Dost curse thy parents, who hast had no wrong?
Admetus.
Ay, whom I marked love-sick for dateless life. 715
Pheres.
What?—art not burying her in thine own stead?
Admetus.
A token, dastard, of thy cowardice.
Pheres.
I did her not to death: thou canst not say it.
Admetus.
Mayest thou feel thy need of me some day!
Pheres.
Woo many women, that the more may die. 720
