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I have not heralded mischance I know not,

And missed my joy of bringing happy news?

Thou hast brought what thou hast brought: I blame thee not.

Why then dost droop thine eyes and dost weep tears?

There is much cause, old man. For this the gods

And I by my own wild resolves have wrought.

Take heart. For through thy sons thou'lt yet return.

Alas, I shall send others home ere that.

Thou'rt not the only one torn from her sons,

And being mortal lightly shouldst bear griefs.

And so I will. But go thou in the house,

Prepare my children what the day requires.