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THE SUPPLIANT MAIDENS.
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Semi-Chorus.
Soft is thy word—the doom is hard.
Semi-Chorus.
Thou know'st not what the fates provide.
Semi-Chorus.
How should I scan Zeus' mighty will,
The depth of counsel undescried?
Semi-Chorus.
Pray thou no word of omen ill.
Semi-Chorus.
What timely warning wouldst thou teach?
Semi-Chorus.
Beware, nor slight the gods in speech.
Semi-Chorus.
Zeus, hold from my body the wedlock detested, the bridegroom abhorred!
It was thou, it was thou didst release
Mine ancestress Io from sorrow: thine healing it was that restored,
The touch of thine hand gave her peace.