Eurydice | ||
SCENE III.
Eurydicealone.
O night of ruine, horror, and despair!
Walks there beneath thy universal shade
A wretch like me undone? All-ruling Gods!
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Visited on the guiltless head? on him
For whom my soul would have met death with joy?
Where shall I turn my eyes? What hope remains
To misery like mine? Oh! I am lost
Beyond the hand of heaven to save me now.
Leonidas returns not—
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