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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
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Die all untimely, but live, happy pair,Their full glad life out in the fatherland!'And every altar through Admetos' houseShe visited and crowned and prayed before,Stripping the myrtle-foliage from the boughs,Without a tear, without a groan,—no changeAt all to that skin's nature, fair to see,Caused by the imminent evil. But this done,—Reaching her chamber, falling on her bed,There, truly, burst she into tears and spoke:'O bride-bed, where I loosened from my lifeVirginity for that same husband's sakeBecause of whom I die now—fare thee well!Since nowise do I hate thee: me aloneHast thou destroyed; for, shrinking to betrayThee and my spouse, I die: but thee, O bed!Some other woman shall possess as wife—Truer, no! but of better fortune, say!'
