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Oh, ah, go away, alas! Never, oh never, did I dream that words so strange would greet my ears;  or that sufferings so grievous to look upon, yes, and so grievous to endure, a tale of outrage, would strike my soul as if with double-pronged goad. Alas, O Fate, O Fate,  I shudder to behold the plight that has befallen Io.
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