Chorus
I left my bed, wearing only a tunic, like a Dorian girl,
and sought in vain, ah me! to station myself at the holy hearth of Artemis; for, after seeing my husband slain, I was led away over the broad sea; with many a backward look at my city,
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when the ship began her homeward voyage and parted me from
Ilium
’s strand; till alas! for very grief I fainted,
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Hecuba. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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