Admetus
Ah me! I loathe this entering in, and loathe to see my widowed home. Woe, woe is me! Whither shall I go? Where stand? what say? or what suppress? Would God that I were dead!
Surely in an evil hour my mother gave me birth. The dead I envy, and would fain be as they, and long to dwell within their courts. No joy to me to see the light, no joy to tread the earth;
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such a hostage death hath reft me of and handed o’er to Hades.
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Alcestis. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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