4 ARGONAUTAE
ALCESTIS.
Ah me! but she must wake! A black, black deed
Hangs on the house.
MEDEA.
What meets my waking ear?
Alcestis!
ALCESTIS.
Ah, dear queen, lament, lament!
I am undone by my own——
MEDEA.
What! the work?
ALCESTIS.
Alas! Alas! the work!
MEDEA.
Thy father?
ALCESTIS.
Slain
CHORUS.
Ai Ai! the old man slain!
MEDEA.
Ai Ai!
ALCESTIS.
Ai Ai!
MEDEA.
The strong spell broken?
ALCESTIS.
Nay, but thoughts arose,