"Elizabeth Watts confirmed her place as one of Britain’s leading sopranos as the traduced Iole, desolate in her lament for her lost home, but a match for Dejanira when accused of being Hercules’s lover. Like a cornered lioness, eyes flashing, claws out, we felt her bitter scorn in 'Ah, think what ills the jealous prove'. And yet, when Dejanira’s downfall was complete, her honeyed sweetness in 'My breast with tender pity swells' was deeply moving."
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