Cursed Cleomenes!
Panth. How's this!—Are these the thanks you pay the gods,
Who freed your Sparta, and removed, by death,
Your only fatal foe?
Cleom. O, blind Pantheus!
Canst thou not find, that, had I but deferred
Sellasia's fight three days, but three short days,
Fate then had fought my battle with Antigonus;
And I, not fighting, had been still a king?
Panth. That's true; but that you knew not when you fought.