Chorus
The rocks that rush together, the sleepless shores of Phineus—how did they cross them, running along the salty coast
on Amphitrite’s surge, where the fifty daughters of Nereus . . . the circular choruses sing,
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with wind in the sails, the guiding rudder creaking under the stern, with southern breezes or by the blasts of the west wind,
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to the land of many birds, the white strand, Achilles’ lovely race-course, over the
Black Sea
?
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Iphigenia in Tauris. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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