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Alkmena.
Dear friend, this day hath wrought thy severance
From bondage, for the tidings thou hast brought.
Yet from one ill not yet thou freest me— 790
Fear touching those I love, if yet they live.
Servant.
They live, in all the host most high-renowned.
Alkmena.
The old man Iolaus—lives he yet?
Servant.
Yea, and by Heaven's help hath done gloriously.
Alkmena.
What is it?—hath he wrought some knightly deed? 795
Servant.
He from an old man hath become a youth.
Alkmena.
Marvels thou speakest: yet I pray thee tell
First how the fight was victory for our friends.
Servant.
One speech of mine shall set forth all to thee.
When host against host we had ranged the array 800
Of men-at arms far-stretching face to face,
Then from his chariot Hyllus lighted down,
And midway stood between the spearmen-lines,