(_Enter_ PHERES.) PHERES.-- Fools! Why do ye call on the dead Who hear not? Never again Shall voices burden that ear. Death untasted is feared; but tasted is sweet, And the heart where that honey hath lain Feels hunger no more. Yea, cover the feet that walk not; Yea, cover the eyes! Night for me is not yet; but there like a lover he lies. Look, there is peace in that breast, And her face is a star. Old of foot, to the grave without rest I go: but the journey is far. (_Exit_ PHERES.) ADMETUS.-- In the heart that my heart would cherish, The gift of the Gods wrought scorn. She is gone from me. Let the day perish Wherein I was born! CHORUS.-- Death comes early or late; And surely the dead are blest. But I must carry the weight Of my years to a far-off grave, Lying I know not where. Yonder, to cover mine eyes, Grass grows, and the green leaves wave; And the gold of the sun lies there, All bright and at rest. CURTAIN. TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES The following changes have been made: Changed “Southampon” to “Southampton” in “26 Southampton Street Strand” on title page. Changed “royaly” to “royalty” in “is subject to royalty” on second page. Added “Pheres--” after “(Enter Pheres)” on page 13. Changed “foundst” to “found’st” in “Where found’st thou” on page 16. Add question mark after “What means that cry” on page 19. New original cover art included with this eBook is granted to the public domain.