Chorus
I heard the voice, uplifted loud, of our poor Colchian lady, nor yet is she quiet; speak, aged dame,
for as I stood by the house with double gates I heard a voice of weeping from within, and I do grieve, lady, for the sorrows of this house, for it hath won my love.
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Medea. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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