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Helen
Ah! Who was it, either from
Phrygia
or from Hellas, who cut the pine that brought tears to
Ilion
? From this wood the son of Priam built his deadly ship, and sailed by barbarian oars
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to my home, to that most ill-fated beauty, to win me as his wife; and with him sailed deceitful and murderous Kypris, bearing death for the Danaans.
235
Oh, unhappy in my misfortune! But Hera, the holy beloved of Zeus on her golden throne, sent the swift-footed son of
Maia
. I was gathering fresh rose leaves in the folds of my robe,
240
so that I might go to the goddess of the Bronze House; he carried me off through the air to this luckless land, and made me an object of miserable strife, of strife between
Hellas
and the sons of Priam. And my name
245
beside the streams of Simois bears a false rumor.
250
Ah! Who was it, either from
Phrygia
or from Hellas, who cut the pine that brought tears to
Ilion
? From this wood the son of Priam built his deadly ship, and sailed by barbarian oars
230
to my home, to that most ill-fated beauty, to win me as his wife; and with him sailed deceitful and murderous Kypris, bearing death for the Danaans.
235
Oh, unhappy in my misfortune! But Hera, the holy beloved of Zeus on her golden throne, sent the swift-footed son of
Maia
. I was gathering fresh rose leaves in the folds of my robe,
240
so that I might go to the goddess of the Bronze House; he carried me off through the air to this luckless land, and made me an object of miserable strife, of strife between
Hellas
and the sons of Priam. And my name
245
beside the streams of Simois bears a false rumor.
250
Helen. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1906.
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