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in the grotto


so I die here at your knees
of infinite distress
and the terrible tigress of Hyrcania
is a lamblet next to you
aye here cruel Clymene
this sword which in much fighting
laid Cyrus and Scipio low
shall end my life and pain
have I even need of it
to descend to the Elysian Fields
Love with sharpened arrows having struck
my heart since your eye on me shone