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Psyche by Molière
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LYC. You will know it only too soon.

PSY. Alas! how you excite my fears about the king!

LYC. Fear only for yourself; you are the one to be pitied.

PSY. I can praise heaven, and be no longer anxious, when I know that I
am the only one in danger. But tell me, Lycas, what alarms you.

LYC. Suffer me, Madam, to obey him who sent me hither; and I beg of
you, learn from his lips what troubles me thus.

PSY. Let us go and hear what this is which makes them fear that my
courage will fail me.



SCENE V.--AGLAURA, CIDIPPE, LYCAS.

AGL. If your orders do not extend to us, tell us what great misfortune
is hidden under your sadness.

LYC. Alas! hear for yourselves, princesses, the great misfortune which
is known to the whole court. These are the very words which, through
the oracle, destiny has spoken to the king, and which grief, Madam,
has engraven on my heart:--

"No one must think to lead
Psyche to Hymen's shrine;
But all with earnest speed,
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