My latest conquest on a woman gained!1455
Hyllus: Now curb the dreadful threatenings of thy wrath;
She has her wound—'tis over—and has paid
The penalty which thou wouldst have her pay:
For now, self-slain, my mother lies in death.
Hercules: O grief, still with me! She deserved to die
Beneath the hands of angry Hercules.1460
O Lichas, thou hast lost thy mate in death.
So hot my wrath, against her helpless corpse
I still would rage. Why does her body lie