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 Hast a new wedding-bed. Sooth, hadst thou been

Yet childless thy desires had had excuse.

But the faith of oaths is gone, nor can I learn

If thou dost deem the gods no longer rule,

Or that new laws are now decreed for men,

Since thou dost own thyself perjured to me.

Alas this right hand thou didst often clasp!

These knees thou didst entreat by! To vain end

Was I polluted by this bad man's touch;

And all my hopes have ended in deceit.

Come now, I'll reason with thee as a friend—

Yet what way dreaming to get good of thee?

But still—for questioned thou wilt show more base—

Where shall I turn me? To my father's house

Which, with my country, I forsook for thee?

To Pelias' unhappy daughters? Sooth,

Kindly unto their house they'd welcome me

Who slew their father. For this is my case;

With my friends of home I have become at war,

And them whom it ill fitted me to wrong,

For thy sake I have made mine enemies.

And, truly, thou dost guerdon me with bliss

Envied by many a wife in Hellas, sure.