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35451	Euripides	Medea of Euripides			.txt	text/plain	20741	2488	97	reached Jason's home, where Pelias was still king, things began to be Thou hast this city, and thy father's home, That thou and thy two children from this land I hate; but thou, meseems, hast done thy part Nor all thy crafts shall help thee, being withal And God hath made thee woman, things most vain Man hath forgotten God. And woman, yea, woman, shall be terrible in story: My heart on thee, and thou shalt wince to hear. But thine own heart, doth cry thee for a thing But cast thy rage away, and thou shalt gain I warrant thee, thy pains shall be the more. Our eyes have seen thee as thou art, To thy children, to thine own spirit's pain? How art thou fallen from thy place of old! Thy sons one day will bring thee home. For one brief day, forget thy children: thou	./cache/35451.txt	./txt/35451.txt