Chorus
No more will he mount his car drawn by Venetian steeds, filling the course round Limna with the prancing
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of his trained horses. Nevermore in his fathers house shall he wake the Muse
that never slept beneath his lute-strings; no hand will crown the spots where rests the maiden Latona ’mid the boskage deep; nor evermore shall our virgins vie to win thy love, now thou art banished;
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Hippolytus. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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