Chorus
I have seen with mine eyes, nor from the lips of others have I the lesson learnt;
no city, not one friend doth pity thee in this thine awful woe. May he perish and find no favour,
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whoso hath not in him honour for his friends, freely unlocking his heart to them. Never shall he be friend of mine.
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Medea. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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