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Whom did the husband of this wretch first meet?<br />

How meet him? Where behold him? Tell me all.<br />

LEADER<br />

Dost thou, my honoured mistress, call to mind<br />

The youth that swept the temple? This is he.<br />

CREUSA<br />

O, through the liquid air that I could fly,<br />

Far from the land of Greece, ev'n to the stars<br />

Fix'd in the western sky! Ah me, what grief,<br />

What piercing grief is mine!<br />

TUTOR<br />

Say, by what name<br />

Did he address his son, if thou hast heard it?<br />

Or does it rest in silence, yet unknown?<br />

LEADER<br />

Ion, for that he first advanced to meet him.<br />

And of what mother?<br />

TUTOR<br />

LEADER<br />

That I could not learn:<br />

Abrupt was his departure (to inform thee<br />

Of all I know, old man) to sacrifice,<br />

With hospitable rites, a birthday feast;<br />

And in the hallow'd cave, from her apart,<br />

With his new son to share the common banquet.<br />

TUTOR<br />

Lady, we by thy husband are betrayed,<br />

For I with thee am grieved, with contrived fraud<br />

Insulted, from thy father's house cast forth.<br />

I speak not this in hatred to thy lord,<br />

But that I love thee more: a stranger he<br />

Came to the city and thy royal house,<br />

And wedded thee, all thy inheritance<br />

Receiving, by some other woman now<br />

Discover'd to have children privately:<br />

How privately I'll tell thee: when he saw<br />

Thou hadst no child, it pleased him not to bear<br />

A fate like thine; but by some favourite slave,

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