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Attendant.
I have not heralded mischance I know not, 1010 (1009)
And missed my joy of bringing happy news?
Medea.
Thou hast brought what thou hast brought: I blame thee not.
Attendant.
Why then dost droop thine eyes and dost weep tears?
Medea.
There is much cause, old man. For this the gods
And I by my own wild resolves have wrought. 1015 (1014)
Attendant.
Take heart. For through thy sons thou'lt yet return.
Medea.
Alas, I shall send others home ere that.
Attendant.
Thou'rt not the only one torn from her sons,
And being mortal lightly shouldst bear griefs.
Medea.
And so I will. But go thou in the house, 1020 (1019)
Prepare my children what the day requires.
