Phaedra by Jean Baptiste Racine
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Heav'ns! How shall I begin?
OENONE Dismiss vain fears, you wound me with distrust. PHAEDRA O fatal animosity of Venus! Into what wild distractions did she cast My mother! OENONE Be they blotted from remembrance, And for all time to come buried in silence. PHAEDRA My sister Ariadne, by what love Were you betray'd to death, on lonely shores Forsaken! OENONE Madam, what deep-seated pain Prompts these reproaches against all your kin? PHAEDRA It is the will of Venus, and I perish, Last, most unhappy of a family Where all were wretched. OENONE Do you love? |
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