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Would chill, with double edge, ray spirit through.
Fate! fate! I shudder, seeing Io's woe.
Pro. Too soon thou wailest, and art full of fear:
Restrain thy passion, till thou hear the rest.
Cho. Speak, teach! There is a charm for those who grieve,
In viewing without cloud their future grief.
Pro. Your former boon ye did obtain from me
Lightly; for ye desired to learn her woes,
Herself narrating them. Now hear the rest—
What future woe, there is necessity
That this young maiden should endure from Juno.
And, Io, let thy soul revolve ray words,
That thou mayst learn where end thy wanderings.
First, from this spot toward the orient sun
Turning thy steps, traverse uncultured lands;
And thou shalt reach the Scythian hordes who dwell
On high, 'neath woven roofs, on wheelëd cars,
Arm'd with far-darting bows: to whom approach not;