Chorus
Didst hear, O Zeus, thou earth, and thou, O light, the piteous note of woe
the hapless wife is uttering? How shall a yearning for that insatiate
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resting-place ever hasten for thee, poor reckless one, the end that death alone can bring? Never pray for that.
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And if thy lord prefers a fresh love, be not angered with him for that; Zeus will judge ’twixt thee and him herein. Then mourn not for thy husband’s loss too much, nor waste thyself away.
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Medea. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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