Transcription: I am sorry to speak without sense, lady, said Theseus. Morpheus still clouds my vision, and I am dazzled by the sudden appearance of your beauty in this lowly barn. Why are you here? Or perhaps you're a phantom devised by the god of dreams to make my last night before death more pleasant? I bring you gifts, Athenian. Please, Theseus. I bring you gifts, Theseus. The means of your deliverance from the Labyrinth, and of my deliverance from Crete. I will aid you and your companions to escape. No one else can. In return, I ask only that you take me with you.
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