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Oh wretched that I am, where do I stand?
What secret grief awaits me in my house
now, in my misery? Was this girl really
without a name, as Lichas swore to me?
No, she is glorious in name and birth.
380Eurytus was her father; and her name,
Iole. This was she whose birth the herald
told nothing of, because he had not asked!
May the false man who fashions evil secrets
perish before all other wicked men!
What must I do my friends? These words which I
have heard have frightened me out of my senses.
Go question Lichas, for he may reply
truthfully if you press him to make answer.
Yes, I will go; your words are spoken wisely.
390What shall I do? Remain here or depart?
Stay - for without my calling him the man
is coming from the house of his own will.