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THE CHILDREN OF HERAKLES.
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Messenger.
Yea, such as they have ta'en in fight unslain.
Alkmena.
Ay so?—and this their doom hath Hyllus brooked?
Messenger.
Should he, forsooth, defy this nation's will?
Alkmena.
He should no more have lived, nor seen the light.
Messenger.
Then was he wronged—to die not at the first. 970
Alkmena.
So then 'twere just he suffered vengeance yet.
Messenger.
None is there, none, would put him now to death.
Alkmena.
That will I—some one I account myself.
Messenger.
Thou shalt have bitter blame, if this thou do.
Alkmena.
I love this city; let no man gainsay:— 975
But, since this wretch hath come into mine hands,
There is of mortals none shall pluck him thence.
Wherefore who will shall rail on the overbold,