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SCENE I.
The Enchantress veiled from the palace, Melampus from the grove.ENCHANTRESS,
giving his spear.
This staff was thine. Receive it back from me.
MELAMPUS.
Thou tremblest. I, confounded by this gift,
Which arms my hand against thee, tremble too.
(They both continue motionless and silent; after a pause, Melampus proceeds:)
How awful is her silence! Thou no longer
Behold'st a foe. Still motionless and mute!
Then I will speak. My bosom shall discharge
Its load. I must.—O enterprise, which more
Than all my former labours shakes my frame!
Her structure totters.—O majestic form!
My restless, prying anguish must inquire,
If underneath that curtain thou dost veil
A face—
ENCHANTRESS.
Support me, Jason!
MELAMPUS.
On my name
She calls—She faints—Mysterious shade! away.
O earth and heaven! My wife! My injur'd wife!
Who shall support me now! Madauces, aid me.
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