ACTUS SECUNDUS 7
HERACLES.
Calm!
Control thy madness! I am sorry now
My pungent wit so shamed his arrogance
As made him seem to scorn Athena.
ARGUS.
Thou!
But see me, I am ruined. The good ship
Is finished! Where’s my daily wage?
JASON.
Be sure
I pay thee treble if thy tale be true.
ARGUS.
Ay! treble nothing! I shall buy a palace.
JASON.
Treble thine utmost wish.
ARGUS.
Two evils then
Thou pilest on one good! But come and see!
The Argo is discovered.
CHORUS OF HEROES.
By Wisdom framed from ancient days
The stately Argo stands above;
Too firm to fear, too great to praise,
The might of bright Athena’s love!
Oh! ship of glory! tread the foam,
And bring our guerdon from its home!