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 Ah this guilt can never be fastened onto any other mortal so as to remove my own! It was I, yes, I, who killed you, I the wretch.  I admit the truth. Lead me away, my servants, lead me from here with all haste, who am no more than a dead man! Chorus
 The course you recommend is to your gain, if there can be gain amidst evil. What is briefest is best, when trouble lies at your feet.
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