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 ====== Medea: Two Reasons She is not Wicked ======
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+==== Authored by Frank Redmond, 2013 ====
 "O Zeus, why is it you have given men clear ways of testing whether gold is counterfeit        but, when it comes to men, the body carries no stamp of nature for distinguishing bad         from good?" (516-519).
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 "Ah, stop, my heart, do not do this deed! Let them be, poor fool, spare you children. No, by those vengeful spirits that will bring you joy" (1057-1058).
-    "Give me your hands, children, give you mother your hands to kiss! O hands I love you so much, dear, dear lips, my children, my pretty ones with you faces so noble! All         happiness be yours, but not here! You have lost this world, thanks to your father. O how I love to hug them! The softness of their skin, the sweetness of their breath, my darling ones! Away, inside with you! I cannot look at you any more; my sorrows overwhelm me." (1070-1077).
+"Give me your hands, children, give you mother your hands to kiss! O hands I love you so much, dear, dear lips, my children, my pretty ones with you faces so noble! All         happiness be yours, but not here! You have lost this world, thanks to your father. O how I love to hug them! The softness of their skin, the sweetness of their breath, my darling ones! Away, inside with you! I cannot look at you any more; my sorrows overwhelm me." (1070-1077).