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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
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Children, as good a mother gave you birth."
"Have courage!" interposed the friends, "For himI have no scruple to declare—all thisWill he perform, except he fail of sense."
"All this shall be—shall be!" Admetos sobbed:"Fear not! And, since I had thee living, deadAlone wilt thou be called my wife: no fearThat some Thessalian ever styles herselfBride, hails this man for husband in thy place!No woman, be she of such lofty lineOr such surpassing beauty otherwise!Enough of children: gain from these I have,Such only may the Gods grant! since in theeAbsolute is our loss, where all was gain.And I shall bear for thee no year-long grief.But grief that lasts while my own days last, love!
