And o'er his eyes have fall'n the shades of night.
Deianira: Why dost thou hesitate? why stand amazed,
O soul, that thus at last the deed is done?[32]
But Jove demands again his son of thee;
Juno, her rival; yea, to all the world
Must he be given back. Vain such appeal.
Make then what reparation[33] yet thou mayst:
Through this my guilty body let the sword845
Be driven. Thus, thus, 'tis well that it be done.
But can this puny hand of mine atone