Sophocles' AJAX Complete

Translated by R. Trevelyan.

Sophocles Bilingual Anthology  Studies  Sophocles in Print

69 Pages

Page 47

Tecmessa: Alas, woe, woe!

Chorus: (chanting) A loyal grief pierces thy heart, I know.

Tecmessa: Alas, woe, woe!

Chorus: (chanting) Woman, I marvel not that thou shouldst wail

And wail again, reft of a friend so dear.

Tecmessa: 'Tis thine to surmise, mine to feel, too surely.

Chorus: (chanting) 'Tis even so.

Tecmessa: Ah, my child, to what bondage are we come,
Seeing what cruel taskmasters will be ours.

Chorus: (chanting) Ah me, at what dost thou hint?
What ruthless, unspeakable wrong
From the Atreidae fearest thou?
But may heaven avert that woe!

Tecmessa: Ne'er had it come to this save by heaven's will.

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