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EURIPIDES.

Let his woes in oblivion a moment cease
By slumber's release.


Chorus.

With tears I bemoan thee, and these babes dead,
O ancient, and that victorious head.


Amphitryon.

Withdraw you farther, beat not the breast,
Neither cry, neither break ye his slumbrous rest
Of calm-drawn breath. 1050


Chorus.

Woe's me for the river of blood he hath spilt!—


Amphitryon.

Ah, your words be my death!


Chorus.

It is rising against him, a witness of guilt!


Amphitryon.

Let the wail of your dirge, ye ancients, softlier fall,
Lest he wake, lest he rend away his bonds, and in ruin lay
Thebes, lest his father he slay, and shatter his palace-hall.


Chorus.

I cannot—my crying I cannot forbear!


Amphitryon.

Hush!—let me hearken his breathing—bend low mine ear—

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