Aglaea and Sophronine perhaps
would have saved your life. Ah! Dear Socrates, why did you hurry your
last moments.
AGLAEA: (entering with Sophronine)
Divine Socrates, fear nothing. Xantippe console yourself. Worthy
disciples don't weep.
SOPHRONINE:
Your enemies are confounded; all the people are coming to your
defense.
AGLAEA:
We've spoken out. We've revealed the jealousy and intrigue of the
impious Anitus. It was up to me to demand justice for his crime since
I was the cause of it.
SOPHRONINE:
Anitus escaped by flight before the fury of the people. They are
pursuing him and his accomplices. They are giving solemn thanks to the
judges who opined in your favor. The people are at the gate of the
prison, waiting for you to appear, to escort you home in triumph. All
the judges have recanted.
XANTIPPE:
Alas, such pains wasted.
ONE OF THE DISCIPLES:
O heaven! O Socrates! Why did you obey?
AGLAEA:
Live, dear Socrates, benefactor of your country, model of men. Live
for the happiness of the world.
CRITO:
Virtuous couple, worthy friends, there's no longer time.
XANTIPPE:
You are too late.
AGLAEA:
What? There's no time? Just heaven!
SOPHRONINE:
What! Socrates has already drunk the poisoned cup?
SOCRATES:
Loveable Aglaea, tender Sophronine, the law ordained that I take the
poison.
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