'Tis certain: thou hast lost a
faithful
wife.
Euripides - Alcestis
ADMETUS.
Easier to give such counsel than to keep.
HERACLES.
Who will be happier, shouldst thou always weep?
ADMETUS.
Why, none. Yet some blind longing draws me on. . .
HERACLES.
'Tis natural. Thou didst love her that is gone.
ADMETUS.
'Tis that hath wrecked, oh more than wrecked, my life.
HERACLES.
'Tis certain: thou hast lost a faithful wife.
ADMETUS.
Till life itself is dead and wearies me.
HERACLES.
Thy pain is yet young. Time will soften thee,
[_The veiled Woman begins dimly, as though in a dream, to hear the words
spoken. _]
ADMETUS.
Time? Yes, if time be death.
HERACLES.
Nay, wait; and some
Woman, some new desire of love, will come.
ADMETUS (_indignantly_).
Peace!
How canst thou? Shame upon thee!
HERACLES.
