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Helen
Winged maidens, virgin daughters of Earth, the Sirens, may you come to my mourning
with Libyan flute or pipe or lyre, tears to match my plaintive woes; grief for grief and mournful chant for chant, may Persephone send choirs of death
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in harmony with my lamentation, so that she may receive as thanks from me, in addition to my tears, a paean for the departed dead beneath her gloomy roof.
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Winged maidens, virgin daughters of Earth, the Sirens, may you come to my mourning
with Libyan flute or pipe or lyre, tears to match my plaintive woes; grief for grief and mournful chant for chant, may Persephone send choirs of death
170
in harmony with my lamentation, so that she may receive as thanks from me, in addition to my tears, a paean for the departed dead beneath her gloomy roof.
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Helen. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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