Chorus
For if this deadly deed and my lady’s aims pass unfulfilled, and the right moment for her daring go by, and with it the hope which now sustains her, either will she seize the whetted knife
or fasten the noose about her neck, and by ending one sorrow by another will go down to other phases of existence. For never will that daughter of a noble line,
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while life is hers, endure within the sunshine of her eyes the sight of alien rulers in her halls.
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Ion. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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