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Our wretched mistress could not foretell this pain.
She only saw what grief was coming upon her
from Heracles' new marriage; she acted;
and now, because she has heeded
the words of a stranger in fatal converse,
surely she groans in anguish;
surely soft droplets moisten
her cheeks with numerous tears.
850And the fate which is coming foreshadows a fall,
mighty, and born of deception.
The Women of Trachis and Philoctetes. A new translation in verse by Robert Torrance. Houghton Mifflin. 1966.
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