A death unworthy.
We pray thee, O we beseech thee, all,
Son of Peleus, we counsel well,1660
This doom the oracle told.
Lyc. What said the oracle?
Ach.It darkly boded
That glory should be death.
Lyc.And so may be:
Nay, very like. Yet men who would live well,
Weigh not these riddles, but unfold their life