Euripides' THE TROJAN WOMEN Complete

Translated, with Explanatory Notes, by Gilbert Murray.

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Hecuba

My sorrow!... 'Tis but what Talthybius said:
So plain a riddle, and I read it not.

Andromache

I saw her lie, and stayed this chariot;
And raiment wrapt on her dead limbs, and beat
My breast for her.

Hecuba (to herself).

O the foul sin of it!
The wickedness! My child. My child! Again
I cry to thee. How cruelly art thou slain!

Andromache

She hath died her death, and howso dark it be,
Her death is sweeter than my misery.

Hecuba

Death cannot be what Life is, Child; the cup
Of Death is empty, and Life hath always hope.

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