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Hecuba
Oh, earth, nourisher of my children!
Oh, earth, nourisher of my children!
Chorus
Ah, ah!
Ah, ah!
Hecuba
Hearken, my children, hear your mother’s voice.
Hearken, my children, hear your mother’s voice.
Chorus
You are calling on the dead with voice of lamentation.
You are calling on the dead with voice of lamentation.
Hecuba
Yes, as I stretch my aged limbs upon the ground, and beat upon the earth with both my hands.
1305
Yes, as I stretch my aged limbs upon the ground, and beat upon the earth with both my hands.
1305
Chorus
I follow you and kneel, invoking from the nether world my hapless husband.
I follow you and kneel, invoking from the nether world my hapless husband.
Hecuba
I am being dragged and hurried away—
1310
I am being dragged and hurried away—
1310
Chorus
The sorrow, the sorrow of that cry!
The sorrow, the sorrow of that cry!
Hecuba
To dwell beneath a master’s roof!
To dwell beneath a master’s roof!
Chorus
From my own country!
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From my own country!
Hecuba
Woe is me! O Priam, Priam, slain, unburied, left without a friend, nothing do you know of my cruel fate.
Woe is me! O Priam, Priam, slain, unburied, left without a friend, nothing do you know of my cruel fate.
Chorus
No, for over his eyes black death has drawn his pall, a pure man slain by the impure.
1315
No, for over his eyes black death has drawn his pall, a pure man slain by the impure.
1315
The Trojan Women. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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