AMPHITRYON Farewell to thee, my son!
HERACLES Bury my children as I said.
AMPHITRYON But who will bury me, my son?
HERACLES I will.
AMPHITRYON When wilt thou come?
HERACLES After thou hast buried my children.
HERACLES I will fetch thee from Thebes to Athens. But carry my children
within, a grievous burden to the earth. And I, after ruining my house
by deeds of shame, will follow in the wake of Theseus, totally destroyed.
Whoso prefers wealth or might to the possession of good friends, thinketh
amiss. (THESEUS and his attendants lead HERACLES away.)
CHORUS (chanting) With grief and many a bitter tear we go our way,
robbed of all we prized most dearly.