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Child, be assured that the gods will attend to that.
When you reply to me next,
845speak softly, softly, O my child,
the tone of the words you utter:
the sleep of men who are ill is light
and quick to perceive.
Now be especially careful to
850take no possible chances here:
do it, do it secretly,
You know what I am speaking of
But if you follow some other plan,
a man of discretion can see only danger.
The women of Trachis and Philoctetes. A new translation in verse by Robert Torrance. Houghton Mifflin. 1966.
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