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I grieve as I hear the many misfortunes that are now, and are yet to be, the lot of the barbarians. Atossa
 O God! How much grief assails me! But most of all this sorrow wounds me, to hear of the shameful clothes which are now worn by my son. But I will depart, and when I have brought appropriate garments from the palace,  I will make attempt to meet my son; for I will not forsake him whom I love so well in his affliction.Exit
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