quae quoniam verae nascuntur pectore ab imo, vos nolite pati nostrum vanescere luctum; sed quali solam Theseus me mente reliquit, tali mente, deae, funestet seque suosque.
For since my woes come truthfully from the depths of my heart, suffer not ye my grief to come to nothing: but even as Theseus had the heart to leave me desolate, with such a heart, ye goddesses, may he bring ruin upon himself and his own!
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