Herald.
Well! I must drag thee by the hair! come! come!
Point thy dull ears, and hear me!—come! come! come!
ANTISTROPHE III.
Chorus.
I’m lost! I’m ruined!
O king, they undo me!
Herald.
Thou shalt see kings enough anon, believe me,
Ægyptus’ sons—kingless thou shalt not die.
Enter King with Attendants.