AMP. When will you
Come hither?
HER. After thou hast for my children
Performed that pious office.
AMP. How?
HER. I’ll fetch thee
From Thebes to Athens.—Bear into the palace
My children’s corses which pollute the ground.
But as for me, who have disgraced and plunged
My house in ruin, I will follow Theseus,
Towed like a battered skiff. Whoe’er prefers
Wealth or dominion to a steadfast friend,
Judges amiss.
CHOR. Most wretched, drowned in tears,
Reft of our great protector, we depart.