Prologos
Amphitryon
Yes, I love this life, and cling to its hopes.
Megara
So do I; but you should not expect the unexpected, old friend.
Amphitryon
In these delays the only cure for our evils is left.
Megara
It is the biting pain of that interval I feel so.
Amphitryon
Daughter, there may yet be a happy escape from present troubles for me and you; my son, your husband, may yet arrive. So calm yourself, and wipe those tears from your children’s eyes, and soothe them with soft words,
95
inventing a tale to delude then, piteous though such fraud be. Yes, for even men’s misfortunes often flag, and the stormy wind does not always blow so strong, nor are the prosperous ever so; for all things change, making way for each other.
100
The bravest man is he who relies ever on his hopes, but despair is the mark of a coward.
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