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Lyrics
Dear Sons, why do you starte at me so? You smile at me your last smile -- why? Oh, what am I to do? My courage is all gone! Their young, bright faces! Their young, bright faces! I can't -- I can't do this thing!
What is the matter with me? Are my enemies to laugh at me? Medea, steel yourself, steel yourself to do the deed. Boys, go indoors. Now! Go!
Oh my heart, don't do it! Oh! Miserable heart, let them be! We'll live together safely in Athens -- think how happy we'll be!
No! But no! By all the fiends of hate in hell, no! Come, my accurased hand and take your sword! Forget forever they were once your sons! Forget that of this body they were born and steel yourself to take your sword, your sword, and do --- the deed!
[scream]