ALCESTIS.
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Herakles.
A wife, and yearning for new love, shall calm thee.
Admetus.
Hush!—what say'st thou?—I could not think thereon!
Herakles.
How?—wilt not wed, but widowed keep thy couch?
Admetus.
Lives not the woman that shall couch with me. 1090
Herakles.
Look'st thou that this shall profit aught the dead?
Admetus.
I needs must honour her where'er she be.
Herakles.
Good—good—yet one with folly so might charge thee.
Admetus.
So be it, so thou call me bridegroom never.
Herakles.
I praise thee for that leal thou art to her. 1095
Admetus.
Death be my meed, if I betray her dead.
Herakles.
Receive this woman now these halls within.
Admetus.
Nay!—I beseech by Zeus that did beget thee!
