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EURIPIDES.
Aigeus.
Till to the hearth ancestral back I came.
Medea.
And thou, what wouldst thou sailing to this shore?
Aigeus.
There is one Pittheus, king of Trœzen he,—
Medea.
A man most pious, Pelops' son, they say.
Aigeus.
To him the God's response I fain would tell. 685
Medea.
Yea—a wise man, and having skill herein.
Aigeus.
Yea, and my best-belovèd spear-ally.
Medea.
Now prosper thou, and win thine heart's desire.
Aigeus.
Why droops thine eye?—why this wan-wasted hue?
Medea.
Aigeus, of all men basest is mine husband. 690
Aigeus.
What say'st thou? Clearly tell me thine heart's pain.
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