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Helen
Oh! Oh! Maidens of
Hellas
, the prey of barbarian sailors! An Achaean sailor
came, he came bringing tears upon tears to me.
Ilion
has been destroyed and is left to the enemy’s fire through me, the death-giver, through my name, full of suffering.
195
Leda sought death by hanging, in anguish over my disgrace. My husband, after much wandering in the sea, has died and is gone;
200
and Castor and his brother, twin glory of their native land, have vanished, vanished, leaving the plains that shook to their galloping horses,
205
and the schools of reed-fringed Eurotas, scene of youthful labors.
210
Oh! Oh! Maidens of
Hellas
, the prey of barbarian sailors! An Achaean sailor
came, he came bringing tears upon tears to me.
Ilion
has been destroyed and is left to the enemy’s fire through me, the death-giver, through my name, full of suffering.
195
Leda sought death by hanging, in anguish over my disgrace. My husband, after much wandering in the sea, has died and is gone;
200
and Castor and his brother, twin glory of their native land, have vanished, vanished, leaving the plains that shook to their galloping horses,
205
and the schools of reed-fringed Eurotas, scene of youthful labors.
210
Helen. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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