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124 Where are they, and thine own firm-plighted vows?

Choose all for foemen rather than the gods.

Thou hast prevailed; wisely thou promptest me;

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So follow;—by his side I thee would slay.

In life thou didst exalt him o'er my sire;

Since him thou lovest, sleep with him in death;

Whom thou wast bound to love thou didst abhor.

I nourished thee;—with thee I would grow old.

Thou, slayer of my father, dwell with me!

Fate was, my child, accomplice in these woes.

And Fate it is who doth this death ordain.

Dost not a parent's curse revere, my child?

My mother, thou didst cast me forth for woe.

Not outcast wast thou in a friendly house.

Sold doubly was I, scion of free sire.