LEADER
(grovelling before HECTOR)
1
Woe, woe! It was for thee, only for thee,
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I must have gone, O Help and Majesty,
2
That time with message that the fires were burning.
3
Mine eye was keen; I swear by Simois river,
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It never drooped nor slumbered, never, never,
From eve till morning!
My master, verily, I am innocent utterly,
Build not such wrath against me, Lord, nor harden
Thy heart; let Time be judge; and if in deed
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Or word I have offended, let me bleed!
Bury me here alive! I ask no pardon.
Rhesus. Euripides. Gilbert Murray (Translator). London. 1913.
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