Sophocles' TRACHINIAE Complete

Translated by R. Jebb.

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Page 39

Chorus: Speak, woman, how hath she met her doom?

Nurse: By her own hand hath she died.

Chorus: What fury, what pangs of frenzy have cut her off by the edge
of a dire weapon? How contrived she this death, following death,-
all wrought by her alone?

Nurse: By the stroke of the sword that makes sorrow.

Chorus: Sawest thou that violent deed, poor helpless one?

Nurse: I saw it; yea, I was standing near.

Chorus: Whence came it? How was it done? Oh, speak

Nurse: 'Twas the work of her own mind and her own hand.

Chorus: What dost thou tell us?

Nurse: The sure truth.

Chorus: The first-born, the first-born of that new bride is a dread
Erinys for this house!

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