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And thou too sufferest, partner in the pangs.

True, but the pain profits if thou shalt not flout.

Oh sons, how foul a mother have ye had!

Oh boys, how died ye by your father's guilt!

Not this right hand of mine slew them, indeed.

No, but thine outrage and new wedding ties.

So for a bed lost thou thoughtst fit to slay them?

Dost thou count that a light wrong to a woman?

Aye, to a chaste one: but thou'rt wholly base.

They are no more. For this will torture thee.