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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