Hecuba: Aye, for the waves to toss, after mangling him thus.
Agamemnon: Woe is thee for thy measureless troubles!
Hecuba: I am ruined; no evil now is left, O Agamemnon.
Agamemnon: Look you! what woman was ever born to such misfortune?
Hecuba: There is none, unless thou wouldst name misfortune herself.
But hear my reason for throwing myself at thy knees. If my treatment
seems to thee deserved, I will be content; but, if otherwise, help
me to punish this most godless host, that hath wrought a deed most
damned, fearless alike of gods in heaven or hell; who, though full
oft he had shared my board and been counted first of all my guest-friends
and after meeting with every kindness he could claim and receiving
my consideration, slew my son, and bent though he was on murder, deigned
not to bury him but cast his body forth to sea.