euridice Arwyn Alas! Where have I traversed? Where has a delirium of love thrust me? Bride! Euridice! Wife! Ah, she lives no more; I call her in vain. Wretched me-I lose her once again and forever! Oh law! Oh death! Oh cruel memory! I do not have help; counsel does not come forth for me! I see only (oh savage sight!) the sad aspect of my horrible state. Be satisfied, wicked fate: I am without hope! What will I do without Euridice? Where will I go without my beloved? What will I do? Where will I go? What will I do without my beloved? Euridice! Oh God! Answer! I am still you faithful one. Ah, no more help, no more hope for me comes forth from earth, nor from heaven ****translated from the Italian opera Orfeo ed Euridice**** 020304 ... professor uno the nice gentlemen let me pass out in the craps table 020820 ... IKC 56-80 harrowing 020821 ... devalis Orpheus's true love and impending doom. 020822 what's it to you? who go blather from