There once was a Knight named Virginius, with a daughter and wife so lovingly.
Their daughter so beautiful not even Pygmalion could create her equal.
One day, the maiden went into town with her mother, a judge saw her beauty and declared to himself she shall be his.
That maiden shall be mine.
Later that night, the devil came to his aid.
Let me into your heart and I will teach you the trickery to win her love.
He sent after the churl Claudius, and he made a claim against Virginus in court that he was holding a very beautiful girl against her will and pretending she was his daughter.
The Judge, Appius, who said the maid will be his, did not listen to Virginus' defense and ordered the girl be taken as a warden of the court.
Virginius returned home, and called his daughter, with an ashen face. He explained to her that now there were only two avenues open to her: either death or shame. Virginius decided, in a long, mournful speech to his daughter, to kill her