may yawn for me from her foundations, or the all-powerful
sire hurl me thunder-stricken to the shades, to the wan
shades of Erebus[170] and abysmal night, ere I violate thee,
my woman’s honour, or unknit the bonds thou tiest.
He who first wedded me, he has carried off my heart—let 5
him keep it all his own, and retain it in his grave.”
Thus having said, she deluged her bosom with a burst of
tears.
Anna replies:—“Sweet love, dearer than the light to