Peleus
Ah! woe is me! here is a sad sight for me to see and take unto my halls!
Ah me! ah me! I am undone, thou city of Thessaly! My line now ends; I have no children left me in my home. Oh! the sorrows I seem born to endure! What
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friend can I look to for relief? Ah, dear lips, and cheeks, and hands! Would thy destiny had slain thee ’neath Ilium’s walls beside the banks of Simois!
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Andromache. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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