That word rang truer and bitterer than it knew.
PRAXITHEA.
This is not then thy grief, to see me die?
ERECHTHEUS.
Die shalt thou not, yet give thy blood to death.
PRAXITHEA.
290 If this ring worse I know not; strange it rang.
ERECHTHEUS.
Alas, thou knowest not; woe is me that know.