CHOR. And I indeed with thee, as a friend with a friend, will bear this painful grief for her, for she is worthy.
ALC. My children, ye indeed hear your father saying that he will never marry another wife to be over you, nor dishonor me.
ADM. And now too, I say this, and will perform it
ALC. For this receive these children from my hand.
ADM. Yes, I receive a dear gift from a dear hand.
ALC. Be thou then a mother to these children in my stead.
ADM. There is much need that I should, when they are deprived of thee.
ALC. O my children, at a time when I ought to live I depart beneath.
ADM. Ah me; what shall I do of thee bereaved!
ALC. Time will soften thy grief: he that is dead is nothing.