Euripides' ANDROMACHE Complete

Translated by E. Coleridge.

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Chorus: Woe! woe! alas! With due observance of funeral rites will
I begin the mourning for my dead master.

Peleus: Alack and well-a-day! I take up the tearful dirge, ah me!
old and wretched as I am.

Chorus: 'Tis Heaven's decree; God willed this heavy stroke.

Peleus: O darling child, thou hast left me all alone in my halls,
old and childless by thy loss.

Chorus: Thou shouldst have died, old sire, before thy children.

Peleus: Shall I not tear my hair, and smite upon my head with grievous
blows? O city! of both my children hath Phoebus robbed me.

Chorus: What evils thou hast suffered, what sorrows thou hast seen,
thou poor old man! what shall be thy life hereafter?

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