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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
Then a shiver ran:"He has me—seest not?—hales me,—who is it?—To the hall o' the Dead—ah, who but Hades' self,He, with the wings there, glares at me, one gazeAll that blue brilliance, under the eye-brow!What wilt thou do? Unhand me! Such a wayI have to traverse, all unhappy one!"
"Way—piteous to thy friends, but, most of all,Me and thy children: ours assuredlyA common partnership in grief like this!"
Whereat they closed about her; but "Let be!Leave, let me lie now! Strength forsakes my feet.Hades is here, and shadowy on my eyesComes the night creeping. Children—children, nowIndeed, a mother is no more for you!Farewell, O children, long enjoy the light!"
