Make Rest Outside the Bedchamber To-Night
Ask not what I’ve done for through love I go
Unperturbed by discord. But voices rise,
And nuptial accords turned insultful cries,
For some reason, truly I do not know?
What foul deception does Eris bestow?
With salted tears I wish could summarize
The anguished light of heart that inside dies,
So doleful is the heavy soul of woe.
Perhaps I should hear her lamentations?
O, Gods! Now I know what trouble I'm in,
How heedlessly deaf, how blind could man be?
I must hurry now with preparations,
For I’ve committed the marital sin;
Forgot, have I, our anniversary!
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