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To me what tidings?<br />

TUTOR<br />

Till we learn—<br />

CREUSA<br />

TUTOR<br />

If a common fate<br />

Await our lord, partaker of thy griefs,<br />

Or thou alone art thus unfortunate.<br />

LEADER<br />

To him, old man, the god hath given a son,<br />

And happiness is his unknown to her.<br />

CREUSA<br />

To ill this adds the deepest ill, a grief<br />

For me to mourn.<br />

TUTOR<br />

Born of some other woman<br />

Is this child yet to come, or did the god<br />

Declare one now in being?<br />

LEADER<br />

One advanced<br />

To manhood's prime he gave him: I was present.<br />

CREUSA<br />

What hast thou said? Thy words denounce to me<br />

Sorrows past speech, past utterance.<br />

TUTOR<br />

And to me.<br />

CREUSA<br />

How was this oracle accomplish'd? Tell me<br />

With clearest circumstance: who is this youth?<br />

LEADER<br />

Him as a son Apollo gave, whom first,<br />

Departing from the god, thy lord should meet.<br />

CREUSA<br />

O my unhappy fate! I then am left<br />

Childless to pass my life, childless, alone,<br />

Amid my lonely house! Who was declared?

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