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 Past the twin rocks of the sea,

And dwell'st upon an alien coast.

And now, sad woman, thou hast lost

The shelter that a wife's should be,

Thou widowed as thou art and sent

Dishonoured into banishment.

The sanctity of oaths is o'er:

Shame in great Hellas dwells no more,

But is vanished into air.

Nor is there father's home for thee,

Forlorn one, where there yet might be

A harbour from thy storm of care:

And in thy house a dearer bride

Now queens it at thy husband's side.

Not the first time now, but often, have I seen

Fierce rage is an irremediable ill.