Filled with the seed of her father, she left his bedchamber, having already conceived, in a crime against naturewhich she repeated the following night and thereafter,until Cinyras, impatient to see his new loverafter so many encounters, brought a light in,and in the same moment discovered his crime and his daughter;grief left him speechless; he tore out his sword from the scabbard;Myrrha sped off, and, thanks to night’s shadowy darkness,escaped from her death. She wandered the wide-open spaces,