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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
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Fleeting and free as cloud and sunbeam are,She missed no happiness that lay beneath:"O thou wide earth, from these my palace roofs,To distant nuptial chambers once my ownIn that Iolkos of my ancestry!"—There the flight failed her. "Raise thee, wretched one!Give us not up! Pray pity from the Gods!"
Vainly Admetos: for "I see it—seeThe two-oared boat! The ferryer of the dead,Charon, hand hard upon the boatman's-pole,Calls me—even now calls—'Why delayest thou?Quick! Thou obstructest all made ready hereFor prompt departure: quick, then!'""Woe is me!A bitter voyage this to undergo,Even i' the telling! Adverse Powers above,How do ye plague us!"
