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But the bolts of the palace-doors rattle; be silent; for one of the Phrygians is coming out, from whom we will inquire of the state of matters within.
But the bolts of the palace-doors rattle; be silent; for one of the Phrygians is coming out, from whom we will inquire of the state of matters within.
Phrygian
(expressing the most abject terror.) I have escaped from death by
Argive
sword,
in my Asian slippers, by clambering over the cedar-beams that roof the porch and the Doric triglyphs, away, away! O Earth, Earth! in barbaric flight!
1370
Alas! You foreign women, where can I escape, flying through the clear sky or over the sea, which bull-headed Ocean rolls about as he circles the world in his embrace?
1375
(expressing the most abject terror.) I have escaped from death by
Argive
sword,
in my Asian slippers, by clambering over the cedar-beams that roof the porch and the Doric triglyphs, away, away! O Earth, Earth! in barbaric flight!
1370
Alas! You foreign women, where can I escape, flying through the clear sky or over the sea, which bull-headed Ocean rolls about as he circles the world in his embrace?
1375
Chorus Leader
What is it, Helen’s slave, creature from Ida?
1380
What is it, Helen’s slave, creature from Ida?
1380
Phrygian
with barbarian cry; destroyed through her beauty, born from a bird, swan-feathered, Leda’s cub, hellish Helen! to be a curse to Apollo’s tower of polished stone. Ah! Alas!
1385
woe to Dardania, its wailing, wailing, for the horsemanship of Ganymede, bedfellow of Zeus.
1390
with barbarian cry; destroyed through her beauty, born from a bird, swan-feathered, Leda’s cub, hellish Helen! to be a curse to Apollo’s tower of polished stone. Ah! Alas!
1385
woe to Dardania, its wailing, wailing, for the horsemanship of Ganymede, bedfellow of Zeus.
1390
Orestes. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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