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002 - Part 2 · Trojan Women (Murray Translation)

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  Speaker 1: Part two of The Trojan Women by Euripides, translated by
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  Speaker 1: Gilbert Murray. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings
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  Speaker 1: As the song ceases, a chariot is seen approaching from
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  Speaker 1: the town, laden with spoils. On it sits a mourning
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  Speaker 1: woman with a child in her arms.
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  Speaker 2: Lo yonder on the heapid crest of a Greek wain
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  Speaker 2: and Ramache as one that over an unknown sea tosseth
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  Speaker 2: and on her wave born breast, her loved one clingeth
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  Speaker 2: Hector's child, astianax, almost forlorn of women. Whither goest thou
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  Speaker 2: born mid Hector's bronze and arms, and piled spoils of
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  Speaker 2: the dead, and pageantry of them that hunted Ilian down
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  Speaker 2: Ay richly thy new lord shall crown the mountain shrines
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  Speaker 2: of Cecily.
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  Speaker 3: Forth to the Greek, I go, driven, as a beast
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  Speaker 3: is driven woe woe, nay mine is woe woe to
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  Speaker 3: none other given and the song and the crown. Therefore
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  Speaker 3: Oh's youth, he hates thee sore children, no more, no
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  Speaker 3: more to aid thee. Their strife is striven. Joy Troy
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  Speaker 3: is gone, yea, and her treasure parted.
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  Speaker 4: Gone, gone, Mine own children, the noble hearted.
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  Speaker 3: Sing sorrow for me, for me, sing for the great
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  Speaker 3: city that falleth, falleth to be a shadow, a fire departed.
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  Speaker 3: Come to me, O, my lover.
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  Speaker 4: The dog crowdeth him over my flesh.
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  Speaker 3: Woman, Not dne, not dineke of thine arms my cover.
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  Speaker 4: O thou whose wound was deepest, Thou that my children keepest,
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  Speaker 4: priam priam, O age worn king. Gather me where thou.
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  Speaker 1: Sleepest, andromichy her hands upon her heart.
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  Speaker 3: Oh, here is the deep of desire. How and is
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  Speaker 3: this not woe for a city burned with fire?
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  Speaker 4: It beaateth blow on blow God's.
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  Speaker 3: Wrath for Paris, thy son that he died not long ago,
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  Speaker 3: who sold for his evil love Troy and the towers thereof.
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  Speaker 3: Therefore the dead men lying naked beneath the eye of pallace,
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  Speaker 3: and vultures croak and flap for joy. So love hath
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  Speaker 3: laid his yoke on the neck of Troy. O, mine
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  Speaker 3: own land, my home. I weep for thee left forlorn.
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  Speaker 4: Seest thou, what end is come?
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  Speaker 3: And the house where my babes were born.
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  Speaker 4: A desolate mother, we leave o children a city of scorn,
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  Speaker 4: even as the sound of a song left by the way,
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  Speaker 4: but long remembered, A tune of tears falling where no
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  Speaker 4: man hears in the old house as rain for things
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  Speaker 4: loved of your But the dead hath lost his pain
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  Speaker 4: and weeps no more.
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  Speaker 2: How sweet are tears to them, in bitter stress and sorrow,
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  Speaker 2: and all the songs of heaviness.
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  Speaker 3: Mother of Him of old, whose mighty spears smote greeks
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  Speaker 3: like chaff. Seest thou what things are here?
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  Speaker 4: I see God's hand that buildeth a great for littleness,
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  Speaker 4: and hath cast the mighty down.
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  Speaker 3: I and my babe are driven among the droves of
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  Speaker 3: plundered cattle. Oh, when fortune moves so swift, the high
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  Speaker 3: heart like a slave beats low.
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  Speaker 4: Tis fearful to be helpless men. But now have taken
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  Speaker 4: Coutsandra and I strove in vain. Ah.
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  Speaker 3: Woe is me hath Ajax come again? But other evil
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  Speaker 3: yet is at thy.
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  Speaker 4: Gait, Nay, daughter, beyond number, beyond weight. My evils are doom.
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  Speaker 4: Raceth against doom Polyxena across Achilles, tomb lies slain a
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  Speaker 4: gift flung to the dreamless dead. I sorrow tis, but
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  Speaker 4: what Tealphibeus said so plain a riddle, and I read
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  Speaker 4: it not.
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  Speaker 3: I saw her lie and stayed this chariot and raiment
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  Speaker 3: wrapped on her dead limbs, and beat my breast for her.
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  Speaker 1: Hecuba to herself.
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  Speaker 4: Oh, the foul, sinnery, the wickedness, my child, my child. Again,
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  Speaker 4: I cry to THEE. How cruelly art thou slave?
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  Speaker 3: She hath died her death, and how so dark it be?
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  Speaker 3: Her death is sweeter than my misery.
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  Speaker 4: Death cannot be what life is. Child. The cup of
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  Speaker 4: death is empty, and life hath always hope, Oh mother.
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  Speaker 3: Having ears, hear thou this word, fear conquering, till thy
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  Speaker 3: heart as mine be stirred with joy. To die is
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  Speaker 3: only not to be, and better to be dead than
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  Speaker 3: grievously living. They have no pain. They ponder not their
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  Speaker 3: own wrong, but the living that is brought from joy
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  Speaker 3: to heaviness. His soul doth rome as in a desert
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  Speaker 3: lost from its old home. Thy daughter lieth now as
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  Speaker 3: one unborn, dead and not knowing of the lust and scorn.
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  Speaker 3: That slew her, and I long since I drew my
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  Speaker 3: bow straight at the heart of good fame, and I
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  Speaker 3: know my shaft hit. And for that am I the
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  Speaker 3: more fallen from peace? All that men praise us for
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  Speaker 3: I loved for Hector's sake and sought to win. I
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  Speaker 3: knew that always be there hurt therein or utter innocence
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  Speaker 3: to roam abroad, Hath ill report for women. So I
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  Speaker 3: trod down the desire therefore and walked my way in
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  Speaker 3: mine own garden, and light words and gay parley of
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  Speaker 3: women never passed my door. The thoughts of mine own
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  Speaker 3: heart I craved no more spoke with me, and I
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  Speaker 3: was happy. Constantly I brought fair silence and a tranquil
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  Speaker 3: eye for Hector's greeting, and watched well the way of living,
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  Speaker 3: where to go and where obey? And lo some rumor
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  Speaker 3: of this peace being gone forth to the Greek. Hath
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  Speaker 3: cursed me Achilles's son, so soon as I was taken
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  Speaker 3: for his Thrall chose me. I shall do service in
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  Speaker 3: the hall of them that slew. How shall I thrust
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  Speaker 3: aside Hector's beloved face and open wide my heart to
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  Speaker 3: this new lord? Oh, I should stand a traitor to
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  Speaker 3: the dead. And if my hand and flesh shrink from him,
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  Speaker 3: lo wrath and despite o'er all the house, and I
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  Speaker 3: a slave one night, one night, ay men have said
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  Speaker 3: it maketh tame a woman in a man's arms. Oh shame, shame,
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  Speaker 3: What woman's lips can so forswear her dead and give
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  Speaker 3: strange kisses in another's bed? Why not a dumb beast,
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  Speaker 3: not a colt, will run in the yoke untroubled when
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  Speaker 3: her mate is gone, A thing not in God's image, dull,
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  Speaker 3: unmoved of reason, O, my hector, best beloved, that being
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  Speaker 3: mine wast all in all to me, my prince, my
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  Speaker 3: wise one, O, my majesty of valiance, no man's touch
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  Speaker 3: had ever come near me when thou from out my
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  Speaker 3: father's home didst lead me and make me thine, And
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  Speaker 3: thou art dead, and I war flung to slavery and
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  Speaker 3: the bread of shame in hellas over bitter seas. What
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  Speaker 3: knoweth she of evils like to these that dead polixena,
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  Speaker 3: thou weep'st for there liveth not in my life any
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  Speaker 3: more the hope that others have. Nor will I tell
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  Speaker 3: the lie to mine own heart that aught is well,
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  Speaker 3: or shall be well? Yet o to dream.
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  Speaker 2: We're sweet Thy feet have trod the pathway of my feet,
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  Speaker 2: and thy clear sorrow teacheth me mine own.
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  Speaker 4: No yonder ships. I ne'er set foot on one, But
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  Speaker 4: tales and pictures tell when over them breaketh a storm
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  Speaker 4: not all too strong to stem. Each man strives hard,
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  Speaker 4: the tiller gripp'd, the mast'd mann'd, the hull biled to
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  Speaker 4: face it, till at last, too strong breaks the owhelming sea.
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  Speaker 4: Lo Then they cease and yield them up as broken
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  Speaker 4: men to fate and the wild waters. Even so, I,
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  Speaker 4: in my many sorrows, bear me low, nor curse, nor
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  Speaker 4: strive that other things may be. The great wave roll'd
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  Speaker 4: from God hath conquer'd me. But oh, let Hector and
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  Speaker 4: the fates that fell on Hector sleep weep for him.
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  Speaker 4: Ne'er so well, thy weeping shell, I'll not wake him.
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  Speaker 4: Honor thou, the new Lord that is set above thee now,
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  Speaker 4: and make of thine own gentle piety a prize to
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  Speaker 4: lure his heart. So shalt thou be a strength to
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  Speaker 4: them that love us? And God knows it may be
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  Speaker 4: rear this babe among his foes my hector's child to
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  Speaker 4: manhood and great aid for Ilien. So her stones may
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  Speaker 4: yet be laid one on another, if God will, and
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  Speaker 4: wrought again to a city. Ah our thought to thought
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  Speaker 4: still beckons. But what minion of the Greek is this?
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  Speaker 4: That cometh with new words to speak?
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  Speaker 1: Enter Trophibius with a band of soldiers. He comes forward,
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  Speaker 1: slowly and with evident disquiet.
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  Speaker 5: Spouse of the noblest heart that beat in Troy and
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  Speaker 5: hate me? Not tis not in joy, I tell thee.
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  Speaker 5: But the people and the kings have with one voice?
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  Speaker 3: What is it? Evil things are on thy lips?
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  Speaker 5: Tis ordered this child? Oh? How can I tell her
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  Speaker 5: of it?
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  Speaker 3: Does he not go with me to the same master?
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  Speaker 5: There is none in Greece shall be master of thy son?
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  Speaker 3: How will they leave him here to build again the wreck?
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  Speaker 5: I know not how to tell thee.
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  Speaker 3: Plain thou hast a gentle heart? If it be ill
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  Speaker 3: and not good news? Thou hidest tis their will?
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  Speaker 5: My son shall die? The whole vile thing is said.
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  Speaker 3: Now, Oh, I could have borne mine enemy's.
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  Speaker 5: Bed, and speaking in the counsel of the hosts Odysseus
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  Speaker 5: have prevailed, Oh.
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  Speaker 3: Lost, lost, lost, or give me it is not easy, But.
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  Speaker 5: The son of one so perilous be not fostered on
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  Speaker 5: to manhood.
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  Speaker 3: God may his own counsel fall on his own sons.
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  Speaker 5: But from this crested wall of Troy be dashed and die. Nay,
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  Speaker 5: let the thing be done. Thou shalt be wiser so,
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  Speaker 5: nor cling so fiercely to him, suffer as a brave
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  Speaker 5: woman in bitter pain, Nor think to have strength which
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  Speaker 5: thou hast not. Look about thee. Here canst thou see
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  Speaker 5: help or refuge anywhere thy land is fallen? And thy lord,
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  Speaker 5: and thou a prisoner and alone one woman, how canst
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  Speaker 5: battle against us for thine own good? I would not
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  Speaker 5: have thee strive, nor make ill blood and shame about
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  Speaker 5: thee Ah, nor move thy lips in silence there to
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  Speaker 5: cast upon the ships thy curse one word of evil
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  Speaker 5: to the host. This babe shall have no burial, but
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  Speaker 5: be tossed naked, Ah, peace and bear as best thou
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  Speaker 5: may was fortune. So thou shalt not go thy way,
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  Speaker 5: leaving this child unburied, nor the Greek he stern against thee.
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  Speaker 6: If thy heart be meet andromache to the child, go die,
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  Speaker 6: my best beloved, my cherished one in fierce men's hands,
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  Speaker 6: leaving me here alone.
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  Speaker 3: Thy father was too valiant. That is why they slay thee.
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  Speaker 3: Other children like to die might have been spared for that,
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  Speaker 3: But on thy head his good is turned to evil. Oh,
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  Speaker 3: thou bed and bridle O the joining of the hand
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  Speaker 3: that led me long ago to Hector's land to bear. Oh,
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  Speaker 3: not a lamb for Grecian swords to slaughter, but a
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  Speaker 3: prince o'er all the hoards enthroned of wide flung Asia.
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  Speaker 3: Weepst thou nay, why my little one? Thou canst not know?
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  Speaker 3: And Father will not come. He will not come, not
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  Speaker 3: once the great spear flashing and the tomb riven to
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  Speaker 3: set thee free, not one of all his brethren r
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  Speaker 3: the might of Ilien's wall. How shall it be? One
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  Speaker 3: horrible spring, deep deep down? And thy neck, Oh God,
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  Speaker 3: so cometh sleep, and none to pity thee, thou little
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  Speaker 3: thing that curlest in mine arms? What sweet scents cling
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  Speaker 3: all round thy neck? Beloved? Can it be all nothing?
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  Speaker 3: That this bosom cradled thee and foster'd all the weary
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  Speaker 3: nights where through I watched upon thy sickness till I
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  Speaker 3: grew wasted with watching. Kiss me this one time, not
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  Speaker 3: ever again. Put up thine arms and climb about my neck.
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  Speaker 3: Now kiss me lips to lips. Oh, ye have found
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  Speaker 3: an anguish that outstrips all tortures of the ease. Ye,
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  Speaker 3: gentle Greeks, why will ye slay this innocent that seeks
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  Speaker 3: no wrong? Oh, helen, helen, thou ill tree that tyndareus planted?
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  Speaker 3: Who shall deem of thee, A child of Zeus? Oh,
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  Speaker 3: thou hast drawn thy breath from many father's madness, hate
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  Speaker 3: red death and every rotting poison of the sky. Zeus
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  Speaker 3: knows THEE, not thou vampire, draining dry Greece and the world. God,
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  Speaker 3: hate THEE and destroy that. With those beautiful eyes, hast
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  Speaker 3: blasted Troy and made the far famed plains a waste
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  Speaker 3: withal quick take him, drag him, cast him from the
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  Speaker 3: wall of Caste. Ye will tear him, Ye beasts, be swift.
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  Speaker 3: God hath undone me, and I cannot lift one hand,
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  Speaker 3: one hand to save my child from death. Oh, hide
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  Speaker 3: my head for shame, fling me beneath your galley's benches.
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  Speaker 1: She swoons, Then half rising quick.
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  Speaker 3: I must be gone to the bridle. I have lost
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  Speaker 3: my child, my own.
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  Speaker 1: The soldiers close round her.
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  Speaker 2: Oh Troy, ill starred for one strange woman, one abhorred kiss.
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  Speaker 2: How are thine hosts undone.
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  Speaker 1: Colphibious bending over Andromichy, and gradually taking the child from her?
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  Speaker 5: Come child, Let be that clasp of love, our weary
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  Speaker 5: walk thy ways with me up to the crest tower
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  Speaker 5: above thy father's wall, where they decree thy soul shall perish,
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  Speaker 5: hold him whole, would God some other man might fly
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  Speaker 5: these charges one of dullah mold and nearer to the
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  Speaker 5: eye than eye.
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  Speaker 4: Oh child, dear robbers of our own child, of my
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  Speaker 4: mighty one, out worn ours ours, thou art cannot be
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  Speaker 4: done of deeds, cannot of pain be borne to eighty lo,
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  Speaker 4: this beaten head, this bleeding bosom. These I spread as
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  Speaker 4: gifts to thee. I can thus much woe, woe for Troy,
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  Speaker 4: and woe for thee. What fool yet lacketh There we
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  Speaker 4: touched the last dead deep of misery.
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  Speaker 1: The child, who is started back from Telphibius, is taken
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  Speaker 1: up by one of the soldiers and borne back toward
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  Speaker 1: the city, while Andromache is set again on the chariot
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  Speaker 1: and driven off toward the ships. Telthhibius goes with the child.
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  Speaker 2: And Thalamus, filled with the foaming of billows and the
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  Speaker 2: murmur of bees. Old Telamon stayed from his roaming long ago,
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  Speaker 2: on a throne of the seas, look out on the
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  Speaker 2: hills all of Leyden enchanted first from the earth, the gray,
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  Speaker 2: gleaming fruit of the maiden Athena had birth, a soft
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  Speaker 2: gray crown for a city beloved, a city of light.
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  Speaker 2: Yet he rested not there, nor had pity, but went
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  Speaker 2: forth in his might, where Heracles wandered the lonely bow bearer,
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  Speaker 2: and lent him his hands for the wrecking of one
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  Speaker 2: land only of Ilian, Ilian, only most hated of lands, of.
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  Speaker 7: The bravest of Hellas. He made him a shipfolk in
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  Speaker 7: wrath for the steeds, and sailed the wide waters, and
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  Speaker 7: stayed him at last amid Samoas's reeds, and the oars
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  Speaker 7: beat slow in the river, and the long ropes held
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  Speaker 7: in the strand, and he felt for his bow and
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  Speaker 7: his quiver, the wrath of his hand, and the old
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  Speaker 7: king died in the towers that Phoebus had builded did fall,
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  Speaker 7: and his wrath as a flame that devours ran red
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  Speaker 7: over all, and the fields and the woodlands lay blasted.
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  Speaker 7: Long ago. Yea, twice hath the sire uplifted his hand
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  Speaker 7: and downcast it on the wall of the darden, downcast
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  Speaker 7: it as a sword and as fire.
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  Speaker 8: In vain, all in vain, O thou mid the wine
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  Speaker 8: jar's golden, that movest in delicate joy Ganymede's child of Troy,
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  Speaker 8: the lips of the highest strained, the cup of thine
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  Speaker 8: hand upholden, and thy mother, thy mother that bore thee
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  Speaker 8: is wasted with fire and torn, and the voice of
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  Speaker 8: her shores is heard wild, is the voice of a
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  Speaker 8: bird for lovers and children before thee crying, and mother's outworn,
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  Speaker 8: And the pools of thy bathing are perished, and the
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  Speaker 8: winds strewn ways thy feet. Yet thy face as afore
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  Speaker 8: time is cherished to zeus, and the breath of its
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  Speaker 8: sweet Yea, the beauty of calm is upon it, and
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  Speaker 8: houses at rest and afar. But thy land he hath
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  Speaker 8: wrecked and or thrown it in the wailing of war.
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  Speaker 9: O love, ancient love of old to the dard, and
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  Speaker 9: given love of the lords of the sky. How didst
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  Speaker 9: thou lift as high and ilien, Yeah, and above all
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  Speaker 9: cities as wet with heaven for zeus, Oh, leave it unspoken,
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  Speaker 9: but alas for the love of the worn, worn of
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  Speaker 9: the milk, white wing, the gentle to earth, loving that
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  Speaker 9: shineth on battlements broken in Troy, and the people forlorn
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  Speaker 9: and lo in her bowers to thaunas our brother yet
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  Speaker 9: sleeps as of old. Oh, she too hath loved us
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  Speaker 9: and known us, And the seeds of her star, flashing gold,
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  Speaker 9: stooped hither and bore him above us. Then blessed we
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  Speaker 9: of gods in our joy. But all that made them
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  Speaker 9: to love us hath perished from Troy.
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  Speaker 1: As the song ceases, the king Menelaeus enters, richly, armed
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  Speaker 1: and followed by a bodyguard of soldiers. He is a
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  Speaker 1: prey to violent and conflicting emotions.
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  Speaker 10: How bright the face of heaven, and how sweet the
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  Speaker 10: air this day that layeth at my feet, the woman
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  Speaker 10: that I nay, twas not for her. I came twas
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  Speaker 10: for the man, the cousoner and thief that ate with
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  Speaker 10: me and stole away my bride. But Paris lieth this
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  Speaker 10: long day by God's grace, under the horse hoofs of
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  Speaker 10: the Greek and round him all his land. And now
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  Speaker 10: I seek curse her. I scarce can speak the name
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  Speaker 10: she bears, that was my wife. Here with the prisoners,
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  Speaker 10: they keep her in these huts, among these hordes of
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  Speaker 10: numbered slaves. The host whose laboring swords won her have
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  Speaker 10: given her up to me to fill my pleasure. Perchance
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  Speaker 10: kill her or not kill, but lead her home. Methinks
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  Speaker 10: I have foregone the slaying of Helen. Here and ilion
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  Speaker 10: over the long seas, I will bear her back, and
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  Speaker 10: there there cast her out to whatso wrack of angry
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  Speaker 10: death they may devise, who know their dearest dead for
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  Speaker 10: her in ilon ho Ye soldiers up into the chambers
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  Speaker 10: where she croucheth grip the long blood reeking hair, and
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  Speaker 10: drag her to mine.
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  Speaker 1: Eyes, controlling himself.
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  Speaker 10: And when there come fair breezes, my long ships shall
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  Speaker 10: bear her home.
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  Speaker 1: The soldiers go to force open the door of the
• 22:50
  Speaker 1: second hut on the left.
• 22:52
  Speaker 4: Thou deep base of the world, and thou hi'st throne
• 22:58
  Speaker 4: above the world. Who e'er thou art unknown and hard
• 23:04
  Speaker 4: of surmise, chain of things that be all reason of
• 23:09
  Speaker 4: our reason God to thee I lift my praise, seeing
• 23:17
  Speaker 4: the silent road that bringeth justice. E the end be
• 23:21
  Speaker 4: trod to all that breathes and dies.
• 23:25
  Speaker 10: Menelaus, turning, ha, who is there that prayeth heaven? And
• 23:30
  Speaker 10: in so strange a prayer?
• 23:32
  Speaker 4: I bless thee, Menelaus, I bless THEE. If thou wilt
• 23:35
  Speaker 4: slay her, only fear to see her visage, lest she
• 23:41
  Speaker 4: is snare the and thou fall. She snareth strong men's eyes.
• 23:46
  Speaker 4: She snareth tall cities and fire from out her eaateth
• 23:52
  Speaker 4: up houses, such magic cats. She has a cup of death.
• 23:57
  Speaker 4: Do I not know her?
• 24:00
  Speaker 3: Yea?
• 24:00
  Speaker 4: And thou and these that lie round, did they not know?
• 24:04
  Speaker 1: The soldiers return from the hut and stand aside to
• 24:06
  Speaker 1: let Helen pass between them. She comes through them, gentle
• 24:10
  Speaker 1: and unafraid. There is no disorder in her arraignment.
• 24:14
  Speaker 11: King, Menelaus, thy first deed might make a woman fear
• 24:19
  Speaker 11: into my chamber, break thine armed men, and led me wrathfully.
• 24:24
  Speaker 11: Methinks almost I know thou hatest me. Yet I would
• 24:28
  Speaker 11: ask THEE what decree is gone forth for my life
• 24:31
  Speaker 11: or death?
• 24:32
  Speaker 1: Menalaus, struggling with his emotion.
• 24:35
  Speaker 10: There is not one that scrupled for THEE. All all
• 24:40
  Speaker 10: with one will gave THEE to me whom thou hast
• 24:43
  Speaker 10: wronged to kill?
• 24:45
  Speaker 11: And is it granted that I speak or know in
• 24:47
  Speaker 11: answer to them? Ere I die to show I die
• 24:50
  Speaker 11: most wronged and innocent.
• 24:53
  Speaker 10: I seek to kill THEE woman not to hear THEE speak.
• 24:57
  Speaker 4: Oh hear. She must never die unheard. King meneliz, and
• 25:02
  Speaker 4: give me the word to speak in answer all the wrong.
• 25:07
  Speaker 4: She roars away from THEE in joy thou knowest not
• 25:11
  Speaker 4: the whole tale set together is a death too sure
• 25:16
  Speaker 4: she shall not escape.
• 25:18
  Speaker 10: THEE tis for breath and time, for thy sake, Hecuba.
• 25:22
  Speaker 10: If she need to speak, I grant the prayer. I
• 25:24
  Speaker 10: have no heed nor mercy. Let her know it well
• 25:28
  Speaker 10: for her.
• 25:29
  Speaker 11: It may be that, how false or true, so e'er
• 25:31
  Speaker 11: thou deem me, I shall win no word from THEE,
• 25:35
  Speaker 11: so sore thou holdest me thine enemy. Yet I will
• 25:38
  Speaker 11: take what words I think. Thy heart holdeth of anger,
• 25:41
  Speaker 11: and an even part set my wrong and thy wrong, and.
• 25:44
  Speaker 1: All that fell pointing to Hecuba.
• 25:47
  Speaker 11: She cometh first, who bare the seed and well of
• 25:50
  Speaker 11: springing sorrow. When to life she brought Paris, and that
• 25:55
  Speaker 11: old king who quenched not quick in the spark ere
• 25:58
  Speaker 11: yet he woke to slay the firebrand's image. But enough
• 26:02
  Speaker 11: a day came, and this Paris judged beneath the trees,
• 26:06
  Speaker 11: three crowns of life, three divers goddesses. The gift of
• 26:11
  Speaker 11: Pallas was a bar to lead him east in conquering battles,
• 26:14
  Speaker 11: and to make bleed the hearths of Hellas Herah held
• 26:18
  Speaker 11: a throne. If majesties, he craved to reign alone from
• 26:22
  Speaker 11: Phrygia to the last realm of the west and Cyprus.
• 26:26
  Speaker 11: If he deemed her loveliest beyond all heaven, made dreams
• 26:30
  Speaker 11: about my face, and for her grace gave me and
• 26:33
  Speaker 11: lo her grace was judged the fairest, and she stood
• 26:37
  Speaker 11: above those twain. Thus was I loved, And thus my
• 26:42
  Speaker 11: love hath hope in Hellas. No fierce eastern crown is
• 26:46
  Speaker 11: o'er your lands, No spear hath cast them down. Oh
• 26:50
  Speaker 11: it was well for Hellas, but for me most ill
• 26:55
  Speaker 11: caught up and sold across the sea. For this my beauty,
• 26:59
  Speaker 11: yea dishonor for that which else had been about my head,
• 27:02
  Speaker 11: a crown of honor. Ah, I see thy thought the
• 27:07
  Speaker 11: first plain deed tis that I answer not how in
• 27:10
  Speaker 11: the dark out of thy house I fled? There came
• 27:13
  Speaker 11: the seed of fire, This woman's seed came. Oh, a
• 27:17
  Speaker 11: goddess great walked with him. Then this Alexander, breaker down
• 27:21
  Speaker 11: of men, this Paris strength is with him whom thou,
• 27:25
  Speaker 11: whom o false and light of heart, Thou in thy
• 27:29
  Speaker 11: room didst leave and spreadest sail for Cretan seas far
• 27:33
  Speaker 11: far from me. And yet how strange it is? I
• 27:38
  Speaker 11: ask not thee. I ask my own sad thought? What
• 27:41
  Speaker 11: was there in my heart that I forgot my home
• 27:44
  Speaker 11: and land and all I loved? To fly with a
• 27:47
  Speaker 11: strange man? Surely it was not I, but Cypris there
• 27:52
  Speaker 11: lay thou thy rod on her, and be more high
• 27:55
  Speaker 11: than Zeus and bitterer who o'er all other spirits hath
• 27:59
  Speaker 11: his throne, but knows her chain must bind him My
• 28:03
  Speaker 11: wrong done? Hath its own pardon one word? Yet thou
• 28:06
  Speaker 11: hast methinks of righteous seeming. When at last the earth
• 28:11
  Speaker 11: for Paris OpEd and all was o'er and her strange
• 28:14
  Speaker 11: magic bound my feet no more? Why kept I still
• 28:17
  Speaker 11: his house? Why fled not I to the argive ships?
• 28:21
  Speaker 10: Ah?
• 28:21
  Speaker 11: How I strove to fly the old gate. Warden could
• 28:25
  Speaker 11: have told thee all my husband and the watchers from
• 28:28
  Speaker 11: the wall. It was not once they took me with
• 28:31
  Speaker 11: the rope tied, and this body swung in the air
• 28:34
  Speaker 11: to grope its way toward THEE from that dim battlement. Ah, husband, Still,
• 28:40
  Speaker 11: how shall thy hand be bent to slay me?
• 28:43
  Speaker 12: Nay?
• 28:44
  Speaker 11: If right become at last, what shalt thou bring but
• 28:47
  Speaker 11: comfort for pains past, and harbor for a woman's storm driven,
• 28:52
  Speaker 11: a woman borne away by violent men. And this one
• 28:56
  Speaker 11: birthright of my beauty, this that might have been my glory.
• 29:00
  Speaker 11: Lo it is a stamp that God hath burned of slavery. Alas,
• 29:06
  Speaker 11: and if thou cravest still to be as one set
• 29:09
  Speaker 11: above God's inviolate tis but a fruitless longing holds thee.
• 29:13
  Speaker 2: Yet, o Queen, think of thy children and thy land,
• 29:17
  Speaker 2: and break her spell. The sweet soft speech, the hand
• 29:21
  Speaker 2: and heart so fell it maketh me afraid.
• 29:26
  Speaker 4: Meseems her Goddess's first crime mine aid against these lying lips,
• 29:32
  Speaker 4: not hearer nay, nor Virgin Pallas deem my such low
• 29:36
  Speaker 4: clay to barter their own folk. Argos and brave Athens
• 29:42
  Speaker 4: to be trodd'd down the Phrygin's slave, all for vain
• 29:46
  Speaker 4: glory and a shepherd's prize on Ida. Wherefore should great
• 29:53
  Speaker 4: hearer's eyes so hunger to be fair, she doth not
• 29:57
  Speaker 4: use to seek for other loves, being wed with Zeus
• 30:02
  Speaker 4: and maiden Pallace. Did some strange God's face beguile her
• 30:08
  Speaker 4: that she craved for loveliness? Who chose from God one
• 30:13
  Speaker 4: virgin gift above all gifts, and fleeth from the lips
• 30:18
  Speaker 4: of love. Ah deck not out thine own heart's evil
• 30:24
  Speaker 4: springs by making spirits of heaven as brutish things and
• 30:28
  Speaker 4: cruel The wise may hear thee and guess all, and
• 30:34
  Speaker 4: Cypris must take ship fantastical sail with my son and
• 30:41
  Speaker 4: enter at the gate to seek Thee. Had she willed it,
• 30:46
  Speaker 4: she had sat at peace in heav'n and wafted THEE,
• 30:49
  Speaker 4: and all amiic lie with thee under Ilian's wall. My
• 30:55
  Speaker 4: son was passing beautiful beyond his peers, and thine own
• 31:01
  Speaker 4: heart that soar and conn'd his face became a spirit
• 31:06
  Speaker 4: enchanting THEE. For all wild things that in mortality have
• 31:13
  Speaker 4: been are Aphrodite, and the name she bears in heav'n
• 31:18
  Speaker 4: is borne, and writ of them thou hast sowest him
• 31:24
  Speaker 4: in gold and orient vest shining, and lo a fire
• 31:29
  Speaker 4: about thy breast leapt. Thou hadst fed upon such little things,
• 31:35
  Speaker 4: pacing thy ways in Argos. But now wings were come
• 31:41
  Speaker 4: once free from Sparta, and there roll'd the Ilian glory,
• 31:46
  Speaker 4: like broad streams of gold, to steep thine arms and
• 31:51
  Speaker 4: splash the towers. How small, how cold that day was
• 31:58
  Speaker 4: Menelayu's haul enough of that it was by force my
• 32:04
  Speaker 4: son took thee. Thou seest and striving, Yet not one
• 32:10
  Speaker 4: in spartannew no cry, no sudden prayer rang from thy rooms.
• 32:15
  Speaker 4: That night. Carsta was there to hear THEE and his brother,
• 32:20
  Speaker 4: both true men, not yet among the stars. And after
• 32:26
  Speaker 4: when thou camest here to Troy, and in thy track
• 32:30
  Speaker 4: Argos and all its anguish and the rack of war, Ah, God, perchance,
• 32:37
  Speaker 4: men told THEE, Now the Greek prevails in battle, Then
• 32:43
  Speaker 4: wouldst thou praise Menelaiez, that my son might smart, striving
• 32:50
  Speaker 4: with that old image in a heart uncertain Still, then
• 32:55
  Speaker 4: Troy had victories, and this Greek was as naught alway
• 33:01
  Speaker 4: thine eyes watch'd fortune's eyes to follow heart where she led. First,
• 33:09
  Speaker 4: Thou wouldst not follow honest thee, thy secret ropes, thy
• 33:17
  Speaker 4: body swung to fall far like a desperate prisoner from
• 33:21
  Speaker 4: the wall, who found thee. So when wast thou taken, nay,
• 33:28
  Speaker 4: hadst thou no suer rope, no sudden way of the
• 33:32
  Speaker 4: sword that any woman honest souled, had sought long since,
• 33:37
  Speaker 4: loving her Lord of old. Often and often did I
• 33:42
  Speaker 4: charge thee, Go my daughter, go thy ways. My sons
• 33:46
  Speaker 4: will know new loves. I will give aid and steal
• 33:50
  Speaker 4: thee past the argive watch. Oh give us peace at last,
• 33:55
  Speaker 4: us and our foes. But out thy spirit cried as
• 33:59
  Speaker 4: at a word, Thou hast thy pride in Alexander's house,
• 34:05
  Speaker 4: And oh twas sweet to hold proud easterns bowing at
• 34:09
  Speaker 4: thy feet. They were great things to thee. And comest
• 34:15
  Speaker 4: thou now forth, and hast deck'd thy bosom and thy brow,
• 34:20
  Speaker 4: and breathest with thy lord the same blue air Thou
• 34:24
  Speaker 4: evil heart lo lo with ravaged hair, rent raiment, and
• 34:31
  Speaker 4: flesh shuddering, and within, oh, shame at last, not glory
• 34:39
  Speaker 4: for thy sin. So faith him. If thou canst lo,
• 34:43
  Speaker 4: I have done, be true, O King, Let hellas bear
• 34:51
  Speaker 4: her crown of justice. Slay this woman and upraised the
• 34:57
  Speaker 4: law for evermore. She that betray her husband's bed, Let
• 35:03
  Speaker 4: her be judged, and die.
• 35:06
  Speaker 2: Be strong, O King, give judgment worthily for THEE in
• 35:11
  Speaker 2: thy great house. Shake off thy long reproach not weak,
• 35:16
  Speaker 2: but iron against the wrong.
• 35:18
  Speaker 10: Thy thought that doth walk with mine in one intent.
• 35:21
  Speaker 10: Tis sure her heart was willing when she went forth
• 35:24
  Speaker 10: to a stranger's bed. And all her fair tale of
• 35:27
  Speaker 10: enchantment tis a thing of.
• 35:29
  Speaker 1: Air turning furiously upon Helen, Out woman.
• 35:33
  Speaker 10: There be those that seek THEE. Yet with stones go
• 35:36
  Speaker 10: meet them. So shall thy long debt be paid at last?
• 35:41
  Speaker 10: And ere this knight is ore. Thy dead face shall
• 35:44
  Speaker 10: dishonor me no more.
• 35:46
  Speaker 1: Helen, kneeling before him and embracing him.
• 35:49
  Speaker 11: Behold, mine arms are wreathed about thy knees. Lay not
• 35:53
  Speaker 11: upon my head. The fantasies of heaven, Remember all, and
• 35:57
  Speaker 11: slay me not remember them.
• 36:00
  Speaker 4: She murdered them that fought beside THEE and their children.
• 36:05
  Speaker 4: Here that prayer, peace.
• 36:08
  Speaker 10: Aged woman, Peace tis not for her. She is as
• 36:12
  Speaker 10: not to me. To the soldiers, march on before ye, ministers,
• 36:16
  Speaker 10: and tender to the shore, and have some chambered galleys
• 36:20
  Speaker 10: set for her, where she may sail the seas.
• 36:23
  Speaker 4: If thou be there, I charge thee let not her
• 36:27
  Speaker 4: set foot therein?
• 36:29
  Speaker 10: How shall the ship go heavier?
• 36:31
  Speaker 4: For her sin love at once will always love again.
• 36:36
  Speaker 10: If that he loved be evil, he will feign hate it.
• 36:40
  Speaker 10: Howbeit thy pleasure shall be done, some other ship shall
• 36:43
  Speaker 10: bear her, not mine own. Thou counselst very well. And
• 36:47
  Speaker 10: when we come to Argos, then oh then some pitiless doom,
• 36:52
  Speaker 10: well earned black as her heart, one that shall bind
• 36:56
  Speaker 10: once for all time. The law on womankind of faithfulness
• 37:02
  Speaker 10: twall be no easy thing God knoweth, But the thought
• 37:06
  Speaker 10: thereof shall fling a chill on the dreams of women,
• 37:09
  Speaker 10: though they be wilder of wing and loathed more than sheep.
• 37:13
  Speaker 1: Exit following Helen, who was escorted by the soldiers.
• 37:17
  Speaker 2: And hast Thou turned from the altar of Frankncense and
• 37:20
  Speaker 2: given to the Greek thy temple of Ilian. The flame
• 37:24
  Speaker 2: of the cakes of corn is it gone from. Hence
• 37:26
  Speaker 2: the mirror on the air and the wreathed towers gone,
• 37:30
  Speaker 2: And Ida dark Idah, where the wild ivy grows. The
• 37:34
  Speaker 2: glens that run as rivers from the summer broken snows,
• 37:39
  Speaker 2: and the rock is it forgotten, Where the first sunbeam
• 37:42
  Speaker 2: glows the lit house most wholly of the dawn.
• 37:46
  Speaker 7: The sacrifice is gone, and the sound of joy, the
• 37:49
  Speaker 7: dancing under the stars, and the night long prayer, the
• 37:53
  Speaker 7: golden images and the moons of Troy, the twelve moons
• 37:57
  Speaker 7: and the mighty names. They bear My heart, My heart,
• 38:02
  Speaker 7: crieth o Lord Zeus, on high were they all to
• 38:07
  Speaker 7: thee as nothing. Thou thrown it in the sky, thrown
• 38:10
  Speaker 7: it in the fire cloud, where a city near to
• 38:13
  Speaker 7: die passeth in the wind and the flare.
• 38:17
  Speaker 8: Dear one, oh husband, mine thou in the dim dominions
• 38:23
  Speaker 8: driftest with waterless lips unburied, and me the ships shall
• 38:29
  Speaker 8: bear o'er the bitter brine storm birds upon angry pinions,
• 38:36
  Speaker 8: where the towers of the giants shine or argos cloudily,
• 38:40
  Speaker 8: and the riders ride by the sea.
• 38:42
  Speaker 9: And children still in the gate growled and cry. A
• 38:46
  Speaker 9: multitude desolate voices that float and wait as the tears
• 38:51
  Speaker 9: run dry. Mother alone on the shore, they drive me
• 38:55
  Speaker 9: far from thee lo the dip of the oar. The
• 38:59
  Speaker 9: black hole sea is it the isle immortal sleamis waits
• 39:04
  Speaker 9: for me? Is it the rock that blots over the
• 39:07
  Speaker 9: sundered floods of Corinth, the ancient quarrel of Pallow's sovereignty.
• 39:12
  Speaker 13: Out in the waste of foam, where rideth dark Menilaieth,
• 39:18
  Speaker 13: come to us there, Oh, white and jagged with wild
• 39:22
  Speaker 13: sea light and crashing of oar blades, Come o thunder
• 39:27
  Speaker 13: of God, and slayeth while our tears are wet for whole,
• 39:32
  Speaker 13: while out in the storm go we slaves of our
• 39:36
  Speaker 13: enemy and God.
• 39:38
  Speaker 3: May Helen be there with mirror of gold decking her face,
• 39:43
  Speaker 3: so fair girl like, and here and stare and turn
• 39:48
  Speaker 3: death cold, never Ah, never more the hearth of her
• 39:53
  Speaker 3: home to see, nor sand of the spartan shore, nor
• 39:57
  Speaker 3: tombs where her father's be door Athena's bronze and dwelling,
• 40:02
  Speaker 3: nor the towers of Pitane, For her face was a
• 40:05
  Speaker 3: dark desire upon Greece, and shame like fire, and her
• 40:11
  Speaker 3: dead are welling welling from red Simois to the.
• 40:14
  Speaker 1: Sea, Pelphibius followed by one or two soldiers and burying
• 40:19
  Speaker 1: the child as Dionax dead is seen approaching.
• 40:23
  Speaker 2: Ah, Change on change, Yet each one racks this land
• 40:27
  Speaker 2: with evil manifold, unhappy wives of Troy. Behold they bear
• 40:32
  Speaker 2: the dead astianax Are prince whom bitter Greeks this hour
• 40:36
  Speaker 2: have hurled to death from Ilian's.
• 40:38
  Speaker 5: Tower one gallery Hecuba fair lingereth, yet lapping the wave
• 40:43
  Speaker 5: to gather the last fright of Pyrus spoils for Thessaly.
• 40:49
  Speaker 5: The chief himself long since have parted much in grief
• 40:54
  Speaker 5: for Pelias's sake. His grandson, whom men say Acustus Peleia,
• 41:00
  Speaker 5: a son in war of array, hath driven to exile.
• 41:03
  Speaker 5: Loath enough before was he to linger, and now goes
• 41:07
  Speaker 5: the more in haste, bearing andromache his prize Tis. She
• 41:12
  Speaker 5: hath charmed these tears into mine eyes, weeping her fatherland,
• 41:17
  Speaker 5: as over the way she gazed in speaking words to
• 41:21
  Speaker 5: Hector's grave. Howbeit she prayed us that do rights be
• 41:25
  Speaker 5: done for burial of this babe than Hector's son, that
• 41:30
  Speaker 5: now from Ilion's tower has fallen and dead. And lo
• 41:34
  Speaker 5: this great bronze fronted shield, the dread of many a
• 41:38
  Speaker 5: Greek that Hector held in frey. Oh, never in God's name,
• 41:42
  Speaker 5: so did she pray, be this born forth to hang
• 41:46
  Speaker 5: in Pelias hall or that dark bridled chamber, that the
• 41:51
  Speaker 5: wall may hurt her eyes. But here in Troyoa throne,
• 41:56
  Speaker 5: instead of cedar wood and vaulted stone, be this her
• 41:59
  Speaker 5: child's last house. And in thine hands. She bade me
• 42:03
  Speaker 5: lay him to be swathed in bands of death and
• 42:07
  Speaker 5: garments such as rest to thee and these thy fallen fortunes.
• 42:11
  Speaker 5: Seeing that she hath done her ways and for her
• 42:15
  Speaker 5: master's haste, may no more fold the babe than to
• 42:19
  Speaker 5: his rest. Howbeit, so soon as he is garlanded and robe,
• 42:24
  Speaker 5: we will heap earth above his head and lift our sails.
• 42:30
  Speaker 5: See all be swiftly done, as thou art bidden. I
• 42:34
  Speaker 5: have saved the one labor. For as I pass Commander's stream,
• 42:40
  Speaker 5: hard bile, let the waters run on him and cleanse
• 42:44
  Speaker 5: his wounds. See, I will go forth now and break
• 42:48
  Speaker 5: the hard earth for his grave. So thou and I
• 42:52
  Speaker 5: will haste together to set free our oars at last,
• 42:56
  Speaker 5: to beat the homeward sea.
• 42:58
  Speaker 1: He goes out with his soldier, leaving the body of
• 43:01
  Speaker 1: the child in Hecuba's arms.
• 43:04
  Speaker 4: Said the great orb of Hector's shield to lie here
• 43:07
  Speaker 4: on the ground, tis bitter that mine eye should see it.
• 43:14
  Speaker 4: Oh ye, archives. Was your spear keen, and your heart
• 43:19
  Speaker 4: so low and cold? To fear this babe twas a
• 43:25
  Speaker 4: strange murder for brave men, for fear this babe someday
• 43:31
  Speaker 4: might raise again his fallen land. Had ye so little
• 43:36
  Speaker 4: pride while Hector fought, and thousands at his side, yea's motors,
• 43:43
  Speaker 4: and we perished. And now now when all are dead
• 43:48
  Speaker 4: and illi and kiath low, ye dread this innocent I
• 43:55
  Speaker 4: deem it not wisdom, that rage of fear, that hath
• 43:59
  Speaker 4: no thought? Ah, what a death hath found thee little one?
• 44:07
  Speaker 4: Hadst thou but fallen fighting, hadst thou known strong youth
• 44:12
  Speaker 4: and love and all the majesty of godlike kings, than
• 44:16
  Speaker 4: had we spoken of thee as of one blessed? Could
• 44:19
  Speaker 4: in any wise these days no blessedness. But now thine
• 44:26
  Speaker 4: eyes have seen, thy lips have tasted, but thy soul
• 44:32
  Speaker 4: no knowledge had nor usage of the whole rich life
• 44:37
  Speaker 4: that lapped thee round poor little child? Was it our
• 44:45
  Speaker 4: ancient wall, the circuit piled by loving gods? So savagely
• 44:50
  Speaker 4: hath rent thy girls, These little flowers, innocent, that were
• 44:56
  Speaker 4: thy mother's garden, where she laid her kisses here, just
• 45:03
  Speaker 4: where the bone edge brayed, grins white above Ah, heaven,
• 45:09
  Speaker 4: I will not see eat tender arms the same dear
• 45:15
  Speaker 4: mold have years his how from the shoulder, loosey drop
• 45:22
  Speaker 4: and weak and dear proud lips so full of hope
• 45:29
  Speaker 4: and closed forever? What false words he said at daybreak
• 45:36
  Speaker 4: when he crept into my bed, called me kind names,
• 45:40
  Speaker 4: and promised grandmother, when thou art dead, I will cut
• 45:46
  Speaker 4: close to my hair and lead out all the captains
• 45:49
  Speaker 4: to ride by thy tomb. Why didst thou cheat me? Sir,
• 45:56
  Speaker 4: tis I old homeless child, that for thee must shed
• 46:03
  Speaker 4: cold tears, so young, so miserably dead, Dear God, the
• 46:13
  Speaker 4: pattering welcomes of thy feet, the nursing in my lap,
• 46:19
  Speaker 4: and all the sweet falling asleep together, all is gone.
• 46:27
  Speaker 4: How should a poet carve the funeral stone to tell
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  Speaker 4: thy story? Truth? There lieth here a babe whom the
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  Speaker 4: Greeks feared, and in their fear slew him. Ay, Greece
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  Speaker 4: will bless the tale it tells. Child. They have left
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  Speaker 4: thee beggared of all else in Hector's house, But one
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  Speaker 4: thing shalt thou will keep this washyel bronze and bard
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  Speaker 4: wherein to sleep alas thou guardian two of Hector's fair
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  Speaker 4: left arm art thou masterless, And there I see his
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  Speaker 4: hand grip printed on thy hold, and deep stains of
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  Speaker 4: the precious sweat that rolled in battle from the brows
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  Speaker 4: and beard of him. Drop after drop are writ about
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  Speaker 4: thy rim. Go bring them such poor garments hattardus, as
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  Speaker 4: these days leave, God hath not granted us wherewith to
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  Speaker 4: make much pride. But all I can I give thee
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  Speaker 4: child of Troy. Oh vain is man who glorieth in
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  Speaker 4: his joy, and hath no fears, while to and fro
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  Speaker 4: the chance of the year's dance, like an idiot in
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  Speaker 4: the wind, and none by any strength hath his own fortune. One.
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  Speaker 1: During these lines, several women are seen approaching with garlands
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  Speaker 1: and raiment in their hands.
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  Speaker 2: Lo these who bear the raiment harvested from Ili and
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  Speaker 2: slain to fold upon the dead.
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  Speaker 1: During the following scene, Hecuba gradually takes the garments and
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  Speaker 1: wraps them about the child.
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  Speaker 4: All not in pride for speeding of the car beyond
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  Speaker 4: thy peers, not for the shaft of war true aimed
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  Speaker 4: as rigeant Jews, not any prize of joy for thee,
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  Speaker 4: nor splendor in men's eyes. Thy father's mother lays these
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  Speaker 4: offerings ABOUTE from the many fragrant things that were all
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  Speaker 4: thine of old, but now no more. One woman loathed
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  Speaker 4: of God hath broke the door and robb'd thy treasure house,
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  Speaker 4: and thy warm breath made cold and trod thy people
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  Speaker 4: down to death.
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  Speaker 2: Deep in the heart of me, I feel thine hand, Mother,
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  Speaker 2: and is it he dead? Here are Prince to be
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  Speaker 2: and Lord of the land.
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  Speaker 4: Glory of Fritian raiment, which my thought kept for thy
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  Speaker 4: bridal day with some far sought Queen of the East
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  Speaker 4: folds thee for evermore. And thou Gray Mother, Mother, shield
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  Speaker 4: that bore a thousand days of glory, thy last crown
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  Speaker 4: is here, dear hectors, shield, thou shalt lie down undying
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  Speaker 4: with the dead, and lordly are there than all the
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  Speaker 4: gold Odysseus breast can bear the evil and the strong.
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  Speaker 2: Child of the shield bearer alas Hecker's child, Great Earth,
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  Speaker 2: the all Mother taketh thee under her with wailing.
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  Speaker 7: Wild Mother of misery, give death his song. Whoa I
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  Speaker 7: and bitterly whoa we too weep for THEE and the
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  Speaker 7: infinite wrong.
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  Speaker 1: During these lines, Hecuba, kneeling by the body, has been
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  Speaker 1: performing a funeral rite, symbolically staunching the dead child's wounds.
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  Speaker 4: I make thee whole. I bind thy wounds, so little vanished,
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  Speaker 4: So this wound, and this I heal with linen white, Oh,
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  Speaker 4: emptiness of aid. Yet let the right be spoken this
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  Speaker 4: and nay not I, but he thy father, far away
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  Speaker 4: shall comfort thee.
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  Speaker 1: She bows her head to the ground and remains motionless
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  Speaker 1: and unseeing.
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  Speaker 8: Beat beat thine head, beat to the wailing chime of
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  Speaker 8: hands lifted in time, beat and bleed for the dead.
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  Speaker 8: Woe is me for the dead, O.
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  Speaker 2: Women, ye mine own Hecuba speak o ere thy bosom
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  Speaker 2: break Lo.
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  Speaker 4: I have seen the open hand of God, and in
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  Speaker 4: it nothing nothing save the rod of mine affliction and
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  Speaker 4: the eternal hate beyond all lands chosen and lifted great
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  Speaker 4: for Troy, vain, vain, where prayer and incense swell, and
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  Speaker 4: bull's blood on the altars, all is well. Had He
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  Speaker 4: not turned us in his hand and thrust our high
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  Speaker 4: things low and shook our heels as dust, we had
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  Speaker 4: not been this splendor and our wrong and everlasting music
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  Speaker 4: for the song of Earth and heaven go women lay
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  Speaker 4: our dead in his low sepulcher. He has his need
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  Speaker 4: of robing, and methinks, but little care toucheth the tomb.
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  Speaker 4: If they that molder there have rich and seiment. Tis
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  Speaker 4: we tis we that dream, we living and our vanity.
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  Speaker 1: The women bear the dead child upon the shield, singing,
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  Speaker 1: when presently flames of fire and dim forms are seen
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  Speaker 1: among the ruins of the city.
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  Speaker 2: Woe for the mother that bare the child, thread so frail,
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  Speaker 2: a hope so high that time has broken, and all
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  Speaker 2: men smiled about thy cradle, and passing by spoke of
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  Speaker 2: thy father's majesty. Lo Lo thou liest ha.
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  Speaker 7: Who'll be these on the crested rock? Fiery hands in
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  Speaker 7: the dusk, and a shock of torches flung what to linger?
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  Speaker 7: It still a wounded city of unknown Ill are yet thou.
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  Speaker 1: Diest alphibious coming out through the ruined wall?
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  Speaker 5: Ye captains that have charged to wreck this keep of
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  Speaker 5: preamp city. Let your torches sleep no more upfling the
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  Speaker 5: fire into her heart than have we done with Ilion.
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  Speaker 5: And may part enjoy to Hell us from this evil land.
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  Speaker 5: And ye so hath one word two faces stand Daughters
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  Speaker 5: of Troy till on your ruined wall the echo of
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  Speaker 5: my master's trumpet call in signal breaks. Then forward to
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  Speaker 5: the sea, where the long ships lie awaiting. And for thee,
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  Speaker 5: O ancient women, most unfortunate follow Odysseus men be here
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  Speaker 5: and wait to guide thee tis to him. Thou goest
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  Speaker 5: for thrall.
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  Speaker 4: Ah me, and did it come the end of all
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  Speaker 4: the very crest and summit of my days? I go
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  Speaker 4: forth from my land, and all its ways are filled
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  Speaker 4: with fire. Bear me, o aged feet, A little nearer
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  Speaker 4: I must gaze and greet my poor town. Hath she fallen?
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  Speaker 5: Farewell?
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  Speaker 4: Farewell, o thou, whose breath was mighty on the swell
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  Speaker 4: of orient winds my troy, Even thy name shall soon
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  Speaker 4: be taken from thee lo the flame. Hath thee and
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  Speaker 4: we thy children pass away to slavery, God, Oh God
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  Speaker 4: of mercy. Nay, why call I honor gods? They know
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  Speaker 4: they know my prayers and would not hear them long ago.
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  Speaker 4: Quick to the flames in thine acony, my troy, mine own,
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  Speaker 4: Take me to die with thee.
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  Speaker 1: She springs toward the flames, but is seized and held
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  Speaker 1: by the soldiers.
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  Speaker 5: Ah Thou art drunken with thy miseries. Poor woman, hold
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  Speaker 5: her fast, men, till it please Odysseus that she come.
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  Speaker 5: She was his lot, chosen from all in portion. Lose
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  Speaker 5: her not.
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  Speaker 1: He goes to watch over the burning of the city.
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  Speaker 1: The dusk deepens.
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  Speaker 2: Woe, woe, woe thou of the ages. Oh, wherefore fleest thou,
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  Speaker 2: Lord of the Phrygian father that made us? Tis we
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  Speaker 2: thy children shall know? Man' tis we thy children. Seest thou, seest.
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  Speaker 7: Thou he seet only his heart is pitiless, and the
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  Speaker 7: land dies. Yeay, she she of the mighty cities, perisheth citiless?
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  Speaker 7: Troy shall no.
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  Speaker 12: More be whoa whoa whoa alienshineth the far fire in
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  Speaker 12: the deeps, thereof fire in the heights above, and crested
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  Speaker 12: walls of war.
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  Speaker 9: As smoke on the wing of heaven climbeth and scattereth,
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  Speaker 9: torn of the spear and driven the land cry for death, Oh,
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  Speaker 9: stormy battlements, that red fire hath riven, and the swords
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  Speaker 9: angry breath.
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  Speaker 1: A new thought comes to Hecuba. She kneels and beats
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  Speaker 1: the earth with her.
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  Speaker 4: Hands, Oh Earth, Earth of my children, hearken, and oh
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  Speaker 4: mine own he have hearts and forget not ye in
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  Speaker 4: the darkness, lying.
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  Speaker 2: Now, hast thou found thy prayer? Crying to them that
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  Speaker 2: are gone?
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  Speaker 4: Surely my knees are weary. But I kneel above your
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  Speaker 4: head hearken, O ye, so silent my hands beat your bed.
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  Speaker 12: Ay.
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  Speaker 2: I am near thee. I kneel to thy dead, to
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  Speaker 2: hear thee kneel to mine own in the darkness, O husband,
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  Speaker 2: hear my crying.
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  Speaker 4: Even as the beasts they drive, even as the loads
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  Speaker 4: they bear.
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  Speaker 2: Pain, O pain, we go.
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  Speaker 4: To the house of bondage. Here ye dead, Oh.
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  Speaker 2: Here go and come not again, prime.
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  Speaker 4: Mine own prime, Lying so lowly thou in thine nothingness, shelterless, comfortless,
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  Speaker 4: seize thou the thing I am knowest thou my bitterestret.
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  Speaker 2: Nay thou art not to him out of the strife.
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  Speaker 2: There came out of the noise and shame, making his
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  Speaker 2: eyelids dim. Death the most holy.
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  Speaker 1: The fire and smoke rise constantly higher, O.
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  Speaker 4: High houses of God's beloved streets of my birth. Ye
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  Speaker 4: have found the way of the sword. The fiery and
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  Speaker 4: blood red.
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  Speaker 2: River fall, and men shall forget you. Ye shall lie
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  Speaker 2: in the gentle earth.
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  Speaker 4: The dust, as smoke riseth, it spreadeth wide its wing.
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  Speaker 4: It maketh me as a shadow, and my city hath
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  Speaker 4: vanished thing out.
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  Speaker 2: On the smoke she goeth, and her name no man knoweth.
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  Speaker 2: And the cloud is northward southward. Troy is gone forever.
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  Speaker 1: A great crash is heard, and the wall is lost
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  Speaker 1: in smoke and darkness.
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  Speaker 4: A marty heard, ye, the crash of the.
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  Speaker 2: Towers that fool all is gone.
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  Speaker 4: Wroth in the earth and quaking, and a flood that sweepeth.
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  Speaker 2: All and passeth on.
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  Speaker 4: The Greek trumpet sounds, Farewell, oh spirit gray, whatso is coming?
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  Speaker 4: Fail not from under me weak limbs, why tremble fourth
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  Speaker 4: where the new long day dawneth to slavery.
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  Speaker 13: Farewellswell, come now.
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  Speaker 9: For long Greeks.
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  Speaker 1: And the trumpet sounds again, and the women go out
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  Speaker 1: in the darkness. End of Part two. End of the
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  Speaker 1: Trojan Women by Euripides, translated by Gilbert Murray.