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Speaker 1: The Trojan Women by Euripides, translated by Gilbert Murray Dermadas Personae.
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Speaker 2: Poseidon read by Martin Geeson.
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Speaker 3: Alas Athena read by Robin in That.
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Speaker 4: Ruth Hecuba, Queen of Troy, wife of Priam, mother of Hector,
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Speaker 4: and Paris read by Ruth Golding.
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Speaker 5: Cassandra, daughter of Hecuba, a Prophetess read by Lucy.
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Speaker 6: Perry, Andromache, wife of Hector, Prince of Troy, read by
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Speaker 6: Elizabeth Klett. Helen read by Ari L.
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Speaker 7: Lipshaw, Alphibius read by Morgan, Gulf French menelaus As read
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Speaker 7: by Bologna Times.
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Speaker 8: Chorus leader read by Ransom.
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Speaker 9: Chorus two read by Kelsey, Chorus three read by Chess Meek.
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Speaker 10: Lore, Chorus four read by Liddy, Chorus by read by
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Speaker 10: Mishall McNeill.
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Speaker 6: Chorus six read by Elisabeth Klett.
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Speaker 1: Narration by David Lawrence. Part one. The scene represents the
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Speaker 1: battlefield a few days after the battle. At the back
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Speaker 1: are the walls of Troy partially ruined. In front of them.
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Speaker 1: To the right and left are some huts containing those
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Speaker 1: of the captive women, who have been specially set apart
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Speaker 1: for the chief Greek leaders. At one side, some dead
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Speaker 1: bodies of armed men are visible. In front, a tall
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Speaker 1: woman with white hair is lying on the ground asleep.
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Speaker 1: It is the dusk of early dawn before sunrise. The
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Speaker 1: figure of the god Poseidon is dimly seen before the
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Speaker 1: walls up.
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Speaker 2: From Aegean caverns, pool by pool of blue salt sea,
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Speaker 2: where feet most beautiful of nerried maidens weave beneath the
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Speaker 2: foam their long sea dances. I their lord am, come
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Speaker 2: Poseidon of the sea, twas I whose power with great
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Speaker 2: Apollo builded tower by tower these walls of Troy. And
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Speaker 2: still my care doth stand true to the ancient people
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Speaker 2: of my hand, which now as smoke is perish'd in
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Speaker 2: the shock of argive spears down from Parnassus Rock. The
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Speaker 2: Greek Epius came of Phocian Sea and wrought by Pallas
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Speaker 2: mysteries a steed marvelous, big with arms, and through my
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Speaker 2: wall it passed a death thought image magical. The groves
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Speaker 2: are empty and the sanctuaries run red with blood unburied
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Speaker 2: priam lies by his own hearth on God's high altar stare,
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Speaker 2: and Phrygian gold goes forth and raiment rare to the
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Speaker 2: argive ships and weary soldiers roam, waiting the wind that
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Speaker 2: blows at last for home, for wives and children left
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Speaker 2: long years away, beyond the seat's tenth fullness, and de
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Speaker 2: cay to work this land's undoing. And for me, since
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Speaker 2: argive hera conquereth, and she who wrought with hero to
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Speaker 2: the Phrygian's woe, Pallas, behold, I bow mine head and
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Speaker 2: go forth from great ilion and mine altars old. When
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Speaker 2: a still city lieth in the hold of desolation, all
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Speaker 2: God's spirit there is sick and turns from worship. Hearken,
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Speaker 2: where the ancient river weigleth with the voice of many women,
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Speaker 2: portion'd by the choice of war amid new lords. As
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Speaker 2: the lots leap for Thessaly or Argos, or the steep
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Speaker 2: of theseus Rock and others. Yet there are high women
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Speaker 2: chosen from the waste of war for the great kings
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Speaker 2: behind these portals hid and with them that Laconian tinderid
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Speaker 2: helen like them a prisoner and a prize, And this
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Speaker 2: unhappy one would any eyes gaze now on Hecuba Here
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Speaker 2: at the gates she lies mid many tears for many
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Speaker 2: fates of wrong. One child beside Achilles's grave in secret, slain, Polyxiner,
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Speaker 2: the brave lies bleeding. Priam and his sons are gone.
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Speaker 2: And Cassandra, she the chosen one whom Lord Apollo spared
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Speaker 2: to walk her way, a swift and virgin spirit. On
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Speaker 2: this day lust hath her, and she goeth garlanded a
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Speaker 2: bride of wrath to Agamemnon's bed.
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Speaker 1: He turns to go, and another divine presence becomes visible
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Speaker 1: in the dusk. It is the goddess Pallas Athena.
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Speaker 2: Oh, happy long ago, farewell, farewell ye shining towers and
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Speaker 2: mine old citadel broken by palace, child of God, or
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Speaker 2: still thy roots had held thee true?
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Speaker 3: Is it the will of God's high brother, to whose
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Speaker 3: hand is given great power of old and worship of
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Speaker 3: all heaven. Such a speech from one whose eneities this
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Speaker 3: day are cast aside his will?
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Speaker 2: It is kindred and long companionship with all most high.
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Speaker 2: Athena are things magical?
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Speaker 3: Blessed be thy gentle mood methinks I see a road
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Speaker 3: of comfort here for THEE and me.
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Speaker 2: Thou hast some counsel of the gods, or word spoken
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Speaker 2: of Zeus? Or is it tidings heard from some far spirit?
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Speaker 3: For this Ilien's sake, round and shred, I seek THEE
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Speaker 3: and would make my hand as thine.
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Speaker 2: Hath that old hate and deep failed, where she lieth
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Speaker 2: in her ash and sleep. Thou piteest her.
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Speaker 3: Speak first, wilt thou be one in heart with me
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Speaker 3: and hand till I'll be done.
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Speaker 2: Yea, but lay bare thy heart for this land's sake.
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Speaker 2: Thou comest not for hellas.
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Speaker 3: I would make mine ancient enemies laugh for joy, and
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Speaker 3: bring on these Greek ships a bitter homecoming.
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Speaker 2: Swift is thy spirit's path, and strange withal and hot
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Speaker 2: thy love and hate, where'er they fall.
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Speaker 3: A deadly wrong they did me yea, within my holy place.
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Speaker 2: Thou knowest I know the sin of Ajax, when he
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Speaker 2: cast Cassandra down.
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Speaker 3: And no man rose and smote him, not a frown
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Speaker 3: nor word from all the Greeks.
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Speaker 2: And twas thine hand that gave them troy.
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Speaker 3: Therefore with THEE, I stand to smite them all.
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Speaker 2: Thou cravest even now is ready in mine heart?
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Speaker 3: What seekest thou and homecoming? That striveth evermore and cometh
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Speaker 3: to no home.
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Speaker 2: Here on the shore woods told them or amid mine
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Speaker 2: own salt foam.
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Speaker 3: When the last ship hath bared her sail for home.
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Speaker 3: Zeus shall send rain, long rain, and flaw of driven hail,
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Speaker 3: and a whirling darkness blown from heaven to me his
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Speaker 3: leaven life, he promised o'er ships and men for scourging
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Speaker 3: and hot death. Do thou make wild the roads of
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Speaker 3: the sea, and steep with war of waves and yawning
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Speaker 3: of the deep, till dead men choke You BEA's curling day.
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Speaker 3: So Greece shall dread even in an after day my house,
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Speaker 3: nor scorn the waters of strange lands.
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Speaker 2: I give thy boon unbuttered. These mine hands shall stir
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Speaker 2: the Wastedgean reefs that cross the Delian pathways. Jag torn
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Speaker 2: Mikonos Skiros and Lemnos Yea, and storm driven Katharius with
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Speaker 2: the bones of drowned men, shall glut him go thy ways,
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Speaker 2: and bid the sire yield to thine hand the arrows
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Speaker 2: of his fire. Then wait thine hour when the last
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Speaker 2: ship shall wind her cable coil for home.
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Speaker 1: Exit Pallas, How.
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Speaker 2: Are ye blind? Ye tread us down of cities, ye
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Speaker 2: that cast temples to desolation and lay waste tombs, the
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Speaker 2: untrodden sanctuaries where lie the ancient dead, yourselves so soon
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Speaker 2: to die?
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Speaker 1: Exit Poseidon. The day say dawns Hecuba awakes.
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Speaker 4: Up from the earth. Oh, weary head, This is not
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Speaker 4: Troy about above, Not Troy, nor we the lords thereof
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Speaker 4: thou breaking neck, be strengthened, endure and chafe, Not the
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Speaker 4: wind's rave and falter down the world's wide road. Floats
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Speaker 4: float where streams the breath of God. Nor turn thy
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Speaker 4: proud to breast the wave. Oh woe, for what woe
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Speaker 4: lacketh here? My children lost, my land, my lord, oh
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Speaker 4: thou great wealth of glory, stored of old and ilion.
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Speaker 4: Year by year we watched and worked down nothingness. What
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Speaker 4: is there that I fear to say?
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Speaker 11: Say?
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Speaker 4: And yet what help? Oh? Well a day this ache
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Speaker 4: of lying comfortless and haunted, Ah, my side, my brow
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Speaker 4: and temples, all with changeful pain. My body rockets and
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Speaker 4: would fain move to the tune of tears that flew,
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Speaker 4: For tears are music too, and keep a song unheard
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Speaker 4: in hearts that weep.
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Speaker 1: She rises and gazes toward the Greek ships far off
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Speaker 1: on the shore.
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Speaker 4: Oh ships, Oh crowding faces of ships, Oh hurrying beat
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Speaker 4: of oars, as of crawling feet. How foundy are holy
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Speaker 4: places threading the narrows through out from the gulfs of
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Speaker 4: the Greek out to the clear, dark blue. With hate,
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Speaker 4: ye came, and with joy, and the noise of your
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Speaker 4: music flew clarion and pipe did shriek, as the coiled
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Speaker 4: chords ye threw held in their heart of Troy? What
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Speaker 4: sought ye?
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Speaker 2: Then?
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Speaker 4: That ye came a woman, a thing of hord, a
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Speaker 4: king's wife, that her lord hateth and cast as shame
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Speaker 4: is hot for her sake, And the reeds of old
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Speaker 4: Eurota stir with the noise of the name of her.
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Speaker 4: She slew mine, ancient king, the sewer of fifty seeds,
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Speaker 4: and cast forth mine and me as shipwrecked men that
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Speaker 4: cling to a reef in an empty sea. Who am
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Speaker 4: I that I sit here at a Greek king's door,
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Speaker 4: yea in the dust of it, a slave that men
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Speaker 4: drive before, a woman that hath no home, weeping alone
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Speaker 4: for her dead. The low and bruised head, and the
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Speaker 4: glory struck therefrom.
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Speaker 1: She starts up from her solitary brooding and calls to
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Speaker 1: the other trojan women in the huts.
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Speaker 4: Oh, mothers of the brazen spear, and maidens, brides of shame.
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Speaker 4: Joy is a smoke, a dying flame. Together we will
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Speaker 4: weep for her. I call ye as a wide winged bird,
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Speaker 4: calleth the children of her fold to cry Ah. Not
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Speaker 4: the crime men heard in Ilian, Not the songs of
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Speaker 4: old that echoed when my hand was true on priam
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Speaker 4: scepter and my feet touched the stone. One signal beat,
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Speaker 4: and out the dard and music rolled, and Joy's great
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Speaker 4: God's gape ere There too.
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Speaker 1: The door of one of the huts on the right opens,
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Speaker 1: and the women steal out, severally, startled and afraid.
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Speaker 8: How sayest thou, which removes thy cry, thy bitter cry?
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Speaker 8: Behind our door? We heard thy heavy heart out pour
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Speaker 8: its sorrow, And there, shivered by fear and a quick sob,
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Speaker 8: shaken from prisoned hearts that shall be free no more.
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Speaker 4: Child tis the ships that stir upon the shore.
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Speaker 12: The ships the ship's awaken.
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Speaker 9: Dear God, what would they overseas bear me athard strange cities.
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Speaker 4: Nay, child, I know not dreams. Are these fears? If
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Speaker 4: the hope forsaken?
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Speaker 8: Awake, O, daughters of affliction, wake and learn your lots.
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Speaker 8: Even now the argives break their camp for sailing.
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Speaker 4: Ah not Cassandra, Wake not her, whom God hath maddened,
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Speaker 4: Lest the foe mockt her dreaming. Leave me clear from
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Speaker 4: that one edge of woe. Oh joy, my joy, thou
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Speaker 4: diest here, most lonely and most lonely. We the living
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Speaker 4: wander forth from thee, and the dead leave thee wailing.
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Speaker 1: One of the huts on the left is now open,
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Speaker 1: and the rest of the chorus comes out severally. Their
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Speaker 1: number eventually amounts to fifteen out.
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Speaker 13: Of the tent of the Greek king. They steal my
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Speaker 13: queen with trembling breath. What means they call not death?
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Speaker 13: Not death? They would not sleep low thing.
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Speaker 10: Oh tis the ship for crying to deck the galleys,
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Speaker 10: and we part, we part.
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Speaker 4: Nay daughter, take the morning to thine heart.
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Speaker 6: My heart with dread is dying, and Harald from the
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Speaker 6: Greek has come.
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Speaker 10: How have they cast me? And to whom a bondmade?
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Speaker 4: Peace?
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Speaker 6: Child?
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Speaker 4: Wait thy doom, our lots are near, the trying.
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Speaker 13: Are goes like or fear shall it be? Or some
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Speaker 13: long island of the tussle, see far far from Troy.
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Speaker 4: And I the aged where goo I O winter frozen bee,
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Speaker 4: the slave death shapen as the stones that lie hewn
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Speaker 4: on a dead man's grave. The children of mine enemy
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Speaker 4: to foster, or keep watch before the threshold of a
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Speaker 4: master's door. I that was queen in Troy.
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Speaker 8: And thou what tears can tell thy doom?
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Speaker 12: The shuttle still shall flit and change beneath my fingers,
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Speaker 12: But a loom, sister, be strange.
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Speaker 9: Look, my pet child, my child, my love, the last Look.
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Speaker 13: Oh, there cometh worse a Greek sped.
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Speaker 10: In the dark, God cursed that night, and all the
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Speaker 10: powers thereof.
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Speaker 6: Or pictures to and fro to bear to some perenne
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Speaker 6: on the hill where the proud water craveth still its
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Speaker 6: broken hearted minister.
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Speaker 8: God, guide me yet to theseus land, the gentle land,
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Speaker 8: the famed Afar, but not.
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Speaker 12: The hungry foam Ah, never of fierce eurotas Helen's river
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Speaker 12: to bow to Menalius's hand that wasted Troy with war.
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Speaker 9: They told us of the land high Born, where glimmers
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Speaker 9: round Olympus's roots, a lordly river red with corn and
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Speaker 9: burdened prince A that.
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Speaker 13: Were next in my desire to Effene's, where good spirits twell.
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Speaker 10: Or Etna's breast, the deeps of fire that front the
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Speaker 10: Tyrian citadel. First mother she of Sicily and mighty mountains
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Speaker 10: fame hath told their crowns of goodness manifold.
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Speaker 6: And close beyond the narrowing sea, a sister land where
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Speaker 6: float enjaunted, Ionian summits wave on wave, and Grafus of
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Speaker 6: the burning tresses makes red the happy veil and blesses
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Speaker 6: with gold fountain spirit haunted homes of true men and brave.
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Speaker 8: But lo Hoo cometh and his lips grave with the
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Speaker 8: weight of dooms unknown. A herald from the Grecian ships.
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Speaker 8: Swift comes he hot foot to be done and finished. Ah,
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Speaker 8: what bringeth he of news or judgment? Slaves? Are we
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Speaker 8: spoils that the Greek hath.
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Speaker 1: One Alphibius, followed by some soldiers enters from the left.
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Speaker 7: Thou knowest me Hecuba often have I crossed thy plain
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Speaker 7: with tiding from the helen host' tis I tell phibious
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Speaker 7: nay of ancient use thou knowest me, and I come
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Speaker 7: to bear thee news ah.
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Speaker 4: Me kis here tis here. Women of Troy are a
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Speaker 4: long in bosomed fear.
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Speaker 7: The lots are cast. If that it was ye feared?
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Speaker 4: What lord? What land? Ah me fear? Or thebes or
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Speaker 4: sea worn?
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Speaker 7: Thettterly each hath her own, Ye go not in one herd?
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Speaker 4: Say then, what lot hath any? What a joy falls
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Speaker 4: or can fall on any child of Troy?
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Speaker 7: I know? But make thy question severally.
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Speaker 4: My stricken one must be still. First, say how Cassandra's
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Speaker 4: caution lies.
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Speaker 7: Chosen from all for Agamemnon's prize.
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Speaker 4: Oh, for his spartan bride, attire woman, for Helen's sister's.
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Speaker 7: Pride, Nay nay, a bride herself, for the king's bed.
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Speaker 4: The scented of Apollo, and her own prize that God
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Speaker 4: promised out of the golden cloud, her virgin crown.
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Speaker 7: He loved her for that same strange holiness.
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Speaker 4: Daughter away away, cast all away, the haunted keys, the
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Speaker 4: lonely stole's a ray that kept thy body like a
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Speaker 4: sacred place.
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Speaker 7: Is it not a rare fortune that the king hath
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Speaker 7: smiled on such a maid?
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Speaker 4: What of that other child ye reft from me?
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Speaker 7: But now pollisner or what child? Meanest thou the same?
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Speaker 4: What man now hath her?
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Speaker 7: Or what doom she rests a past to watch achilles tomb?
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Speaker 4: To watch a tomb? My daughter? What is this?
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Speaker 12: Speak?
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Speaker 4: Friend? What fashion of the laws of Greece?
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Speaker 7: Count thy maid? Happy? She hath nought of ill to fear?
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Speaker 4: What meanest thou she livest still?
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Speaker 7: I mean she hath one toil that holds her free
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Speaker 7: from all toil? Else?
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Speaker 4: What of andromchy wife of mine? Ironhearted hector? Where journeyeth
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Speaker 4: she here?
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Speaker 7: Us Achilles's son hath taken her?
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Speaker 4: And I whose slave am I? The shaken head, the
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Speaker 4: arm that creepeth by staff crutched like.
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Speaker 7: To fall odysseus Ita as king hath thee for thrall beat.
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Speaker 4: Beat her crownless head, render cheek till the tears run red.
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Speaker 4: A lying man and a pitiless shall be lord of me?
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Speaker 4: A heart full flown with scorn of righteousness, O heart
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Speaker 4: of a beast, where law is none, where all things
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Speaker 4: change her, that lust be fed the oath and the deed,
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Speaker 4: the right and the wrong, even the hate of the
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Speaker 4: forked tongue, even their hate turns and is cold falsest,
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Speaker 4: a love that was false of old.
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Speaker 14: O women of Troy weep for me. Yea, I am gone,
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Speaker 14: I am gone. My ways mine is the crown of misery,
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Speaker 14: the bitterest day of all our days.
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Speaker 8: Thy fate thou knowest, Queen, But I know not what
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Speaker 8: lord of south or north has won my lot.
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Speaker 7: Go seek, Cassandra, man, make your best be that I
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Speaker 7: may leave her with the King and lead these others
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Speaker 7: to their diverse lords. Ha there what means that sudden light?
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Speaker 4: Is it?
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Speaker 7: The flare of torches?
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Speaker 1: Light is seen shining through the crevices of the second
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Speaker 1: hut on the right. He moves toward it.
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Speaker 7: Would they fire their prison rooms? Or how these dames
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Speaker 7: of Troy? For God, the dooms are known, and now
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Speaker 7: they burn themselves and die rather than sail with us.
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Speaker 7: How savagely in days like these, a free neck chase
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Speaker 7: beneath it's burden, open, open quick, such death were blessed
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Speaker 7: to them, it may be, but twill bring much wrath
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Speaker 7: and leave me shamed before the king.
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Speaker 4: There is no fire, no peril, tis my child, Cassandra.
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Speaker 4: By the breath of God made wild.
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Speaker 1: The door opens from within and Cassandra enters, white robed
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Speaker 1: and wreathed like a priestess, a great torch in her hand.
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Speaker 1: She is singing softly to herself and does not see
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Speaker 1: the herald or the scene before her.
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Speaker 5: Lift, lift it high, give it to mine hand.
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Speaker 12: Lo.
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Speaker 5: I bear a flame unto God, I praise his name.
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Speaker 5: I light with a burning brand this sanctuary. Blessed is
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Speaker 5: he that she'll wed and blessed. Blessed am I in
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Speaker 5: I a bride to lie with a king in a
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Speaker 5: king's bed. Hail O hymen red, Oh torch that makest one,
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Speaker 5: weepest thou mother mine own. Surely thy cheek is pale
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Speaker 5: with tears, tears that wail for a land and a
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Speaker 5: father dead. But I go garlanded. I am the bride
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Speaker 5: of desire. Therefore my torch is born. Lo the lifting
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Speaker 5: of morn, Lo the leaping of fire for thee Oh
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Speaker 5: hymn bright, for thee O moon of the deep. So
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Speaker 5: law hath charged for the light of a maid's last sleep. Awake, Oh,
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Speaker 5: my feet, awake. Our father's hope is won. Dance as
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Speaker 5: the dancing skies over him where he lies happy beneath
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Speaker 5: the sun. Lo the ring that I make.
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Speaker 1: She makes a circle round her with a torch, and
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Speaker 1: visions appear to her.
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Speaker 5: Apollo, Ah is it there, oh shrine in the laurel's cold,
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Speaker 5: I bear thee still as of old mine. Incense be
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Speaker 5: near to me.
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Speaker 1: Now she waves a torch as though bearing incense.
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Speaker 5: Oh, hymen, hymen, fleet, quick torch that makest one? How
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Speaker 5: am I still alone? Laugh as I laugh and twine
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Speaker 5: in the dance, O mother, mine, dear feet be near
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Speaker 5: my feet. Come greet ye, hymen, Greet hymen with songs
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Speaker 5: of pride. Sing to him loud and long, cry cry
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Speaker 5: when the song faileth for the joy of the bride.
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Speaker 5: Oh damsel's girt in the goldavillion, Cry cry ye a
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Speaker 5: hymn that is doomed of old to be lord of me.
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Speaker 8: Oh, hold the damsel, lest her tranced feet lift her
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Speaker 8: afar queen toward the hellen fleet.
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Speaker 4: Oh, fire, fire, where men make marriages. Surely thou hast die, Lord,
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Speaker 4: But what are these thou bringest? Flashing tortures, savage, wild
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Speaker 4: and far from mine? Old dreams alas, my child, how
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Speaker 4: little dreamed I then of wars or red spears of
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Speaker 4: the Greek to lay thy bridle bed, give me thy brand.
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Speaker 4: It hath no holy blaze thus in thy frenzy flung,
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Speaker 4: Nor all thy days, nor all thy griefs have changed
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Speaker 4: them yet, nor learn'd wisdom. Ye women, bear the pine
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Speaker 4: half burned to the chamber back, and let your drowned
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Speaker 4: eyes answer the music of these bridle cries.
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Speaker 1: She takes a torch and gives it to one of
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Speaker 1: the women. O, Mother, fill mine hair with happy flowers,
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Speaker 1: and speed me forth.
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Speaker 5: Yea, if my spirit hours drive me with wrath, Sir Levethloxius,
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Speaker 5: a bloodier bride than ever Helen was. Go I to Agamemnon,
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Speaker 5: lord most high of hellas I shall kill him. Mother,
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Speaker 5: I shall kill him and lay waste his house with fire,
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Speaker 5: as he laid ours. My brethren and my sire shall
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Speaker 5: win again. But part I must let be and speak,
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Speaker 5: not not the axe that craveth me and more than me,
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Speaker 5: not the dark wanderings of mother, murder that my bridle brings,
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Speaker 5: and all the house of atreus down down down, Nay,
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Speaker 5: I will show thee Even now this town is happier
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Speaker 5: than the Greeks. I know the power of God is
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Speaker 5: on me. But this little hour wilt thou, but listen,
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Speaker 5: I will hold him back. One love, one woman's beauty
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Speaker 5: o'er the track of hunted Helen made their myriads fall,
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Speaker 5: and this their king, so wise who ruleth all? What
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Speaker 5: wrought he cast out love that hate might feed, gave
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Speaker 5: to his brother his own child, his seed of gladness.
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Speaker 5: But a woman and fled, and faine to fly forever
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Speaker 5: should be turned again. So the days waned, and armies
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Speaker 5: on the shore of Simois stood and strove and died.
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Speaker 5: Wherefore no man had moved their landmarks, none had shook
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Speaker 5: their wall of towns, And they whom Aris took had
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Speaker 5: never seen their children. No wife came with gentle arms
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Speaker 5: to shroud the limbs of them for burial. In a
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Speaker 5: strange and angry earth lay dead, And there at home
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Speaker 5: the same long dearth, women that lonely died, and aged
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Speaker 5: men waiting for sons that ne'er should turn again, nor
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Speaker 5: know their graves, nor poor drink offerings to the still
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Speaker 5: and slaked dust. These be the things that conquering Greek
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Speaker 5: hath won. But we what pride, what praise of men?
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Speaker 5: Were sweeter fighting died to save our people, And when
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Speaker 5: war was read around us friends up bore the gentle
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Speaker 5: dead home in dear women's heads about them wound white shrouds.
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Speaker 5: And here they sleep in the old ground, beloved, and
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Speaker 5: the rest long days fought on, dwelling with wives and children,
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Speaker 5: not alone and joyless like these Greeks. And Hector's woe.
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Speaker 4: What is it?
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Speaker 5: He is gone, and all men know his glory, and
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Speaker 5: how true a heart he bore. It is the gift
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Speaker 5: the Greek hath brought of your men. Saw him not
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Speaker 5: nor knew him, yea, and even Paris hath loved with
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Speaker 5: all a child of heaven. Else had his love but
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Speaker 5: been as others are? Would ye be wise? Ye cities
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Speaker 5: fly from war. Yet if war come, there is a
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Speaker 5: crown in death for her that striveth well. And perisheth
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Speaker 5: unstained to die in evil with the stain. Therefore, Oh Mother,
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Speaker 5: pity not the slain, nor Troy, nor me the bride,
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Speaker 5: Thy direst foe and mine by this my wooing is
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Speaker 5: brought low, Oh.
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Speaker 1: T Alphibius, at last, breaking through the spell that has
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Speaker 1: held him.
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Speaker 7: I swear, had not Apollo made be mad, not slightly,
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Speaker 7: hadst thou flung the shower of bad bodings to speed
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Speaker 7: my general o'er the seas. For God, the wisdom, and
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Speaker 7: the greatnesses of seeming, are they hollow, all as things
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Speaker 7: of naught. This son of Atreus, of all kings, most mighty,
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Speaker 7: hath so bowed him to the love of this mad maid,
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Speaker 7: and chooseth her above all women by the gods rude,
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Speaker 7: though I be I would not touch her hand, Look
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Speaker 7: thou I see thy lips are blind, and whatso words
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Speaker 7: they speak, praises of Troy or shamings of the Greek.
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Speaker 7: I cast to the four winds. Walk at my side
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Speaker 7: in peace and heaven, content him of his bride.
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Speaker 1: He moves as though to go, but turns to Hecuba
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Speaker 1: and speaks more gently.
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Speaker 7: And thou shalt follow Odysseus host when the word comes.
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Speaker 7: This is a wise queen. Thou goest to serve ungentle, So.
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Speaker 1: The say Cassandra, seeing for the first time the herald
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Speaker 1: and all the scene.
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Speaker 5: How fierce a slave, Oh herald's heralds Ye voices of
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Speaker 5: death and mists are over them of dead men's anguish,
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Speaker 5: like a deardom. These weak, abhorrid things that serve the
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Speaker 5: hate of kings and peoples to Odysseus's gate. My mother goists, says,
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Speaker 5: thou is God's word as naught to me, in silence,
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Speaker 5: ministered that in this place she dies to herself no more,
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Speaker 5: no more? Why should I speak the shame of them
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Speaker 5: before they come? Little? He knows that hard beset spirit,
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Speaker 5: what deeps of woe await him. Yet till all these
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Speaker 5: tears of ours and harrowings of Troy, by his she'll
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Speaker 5: be as golden things ten years behind, ten years have
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Speaker 5: thwart his way, waiting, and home lost and unfriended. Nay,
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Speaker 5: why should Odysseus's labors vex my breath on hasten guide
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Speaker 5: me to the house of death, to lie beside my bridegroom,
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Speaker 5: Thou Greek King, who deemest thy fortune? Now so high
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Speaker 5: a thing, Thou dust of the earth, a lowli abed.
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Speaker 5: I see in darkness, not in light, awaiting thee, and
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Speaker 5: with thee, with thee there where yawn is plain, a
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Speaker 5: rift of hills raging with winter rain, dead and outcast
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Speaker 5: and naked. It is I beside my bridegroom, and the
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Speaker 5: wild beast cry and raven on God's chosen.
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Speaker 1: She clasps her hands to her brow, and feels the wreaths.
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Speaker 5: Oh, ye wreaths, ye, garlands of my God, whose love
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Speaker 5: yet breathes about me, shapes of joyance mystical begone. I
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Speaker 5: have forgot the festival, forgot the joy begone. I tear
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Speaker 5: ye so from off me, out on the swift winds
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Speaker 5: they go, with flesh still clean. I give them back
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Speaker 5: to thee still white, O God, O light that leadest me.
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Speaker 5: Turning upon the herald where lies the galley. Whither shall
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Speaker 5: I tread? See that your watch be set, your sail
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Speaker 5: be spread. The wind comes quick, three powers mark me
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Speaker 5: thou there be in hell, and one walks with thee.
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Speaker 5: Now Mother, farewell and weep not, Oh my sweet city,
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Speaker 5: my earth clad brethren. An thou great sire, that begat
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Speaker 5: us but a space ye dead, And I am with you,
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Speaker 5: yea with crowned head, I come and shining from the
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Speaker 5: fires that feed on those that slay us now and
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Speaker 5: all their seed.
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Speaker 1: She goes out, followed by Telthibius and the soldiers. Heciba.
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Speaker 1: After waiting for an instant, motionless falls to the ground.
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Speaker 8: The queen ye watchers see she falls. She falls rigid
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Speaker 8: without a word. Oh sorry, thralls too late, and will
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Speaker 8: ye leave her down stricken a woman, and so old
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Speaker 8: raise her again.
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Speaker 1: Some women go to Hekiba, but she refuses their aid
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Speaker 1: and speaks without rising.
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Speaker 4: Let lie the love we seek not is no love.
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Speaker 4: This ruined body is the fall thereof too deep for
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Speaker 4: all that now is over me of anguish and hath been,
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Speaker 4: and yet shall be ye gods alas, why call on
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Speaker 4: things so weak for aid? Yet there is something that
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Speaker 4: doth seek crying for God. When one of us hath woe, Oh,
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Speaker 4: I will think of things gone long ago, and weave
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Speaker 4: them to a song like one more tear in the
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Speaker 4: heart of misery. All kings we were, and I must
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Speaker 4: wed a king and sons. I brought my lord King,
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Speaker 4: many sons, nay that were nought, but high strong princes
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Speaker 4: of old Troy, the best tell Us nor Troyas nor
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Speaker 4: the garnered East held such a mother. And all these
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Speaker 4: things beneath the argives spear I saw cast down in death,
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Speaker 4: and shaw these tresses at the dead men's feet, yea.
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Speaker 4: And the gardener of my garden greats. It was not
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Speaker 4: any noise of him, nor tail I wept, for the
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Speaker 4: eyes saw him. When the pail was broke, and there
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Speaker 4: at the altar Priam fell murdered, and round him all
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Speaker 4: his citadel sacked, And my daughter's virgins of the fold
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Speaker 4: meet to be brides of mighty kings. Behold twas for
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Speaker 4: the Greek I bred them. All are gone, and no
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Speaker 4: hope left that I shall look upon their faces any more,
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Speaker 4: nor they on mine. And now my feet tread on
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Speaker 4: the utmost line, an old, old slave woman, I passed
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Speaker 4: below mine enemy's gates, And whatso task they know? For
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Speaker 4: this age basist shall be mine? The door bowing to
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Speaker 4: shut and open aye, that bore hect and meal to grind,
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Speaker 4: And this racked head bent to the stones after a royal.
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Speaker 11: Bed, torn rags about me I, and under them torn
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Speaker 11: flesh twill make a woman sick, for shame.
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Speaker 4: Woes me, and all that one man's arms might hold
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Speaker 4: one woman? What long seas have owe me? Rolled? And
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Speaker 4: roll forever? Oh my child, whose white soul laughed amid
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Speaker 4: the laughter of God's lights, Cassandra, What hands and how
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Speaker 4: strange did they have loosed thy own? And thou polyxin
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Speaker 4: where art thou and my son's Not any seed of
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Speaker 4: man nor woman now shall help my need? Why raise
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Speaker 4: me any more? What hope have I to hold me?
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Speaker 4: Take this slave that once trod high in Ilion, cast
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Speaker 4: her on her bed of clay rock, pillowed to lie
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Speaker 4: down and pass away, wasted with tears, and whatso man
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Speaker 4: they call happy, believe not ere the last day fall.
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Speaker 8: O muse, be near me now, and make a strange
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Speaker 8: song for Ilian's sake, till a tone of tears be
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Speaker 8: about mine ears, and out of my lips, a music
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Speaker 8: break for Troy, Troy, and the end of the years.
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Speaker 8: When the wheels of the Greek above me pressed, and
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Speaker 8: the mighty horse hooves beat my rest, and all around
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Speaker 8: were the argive spears, a towering steed of golden rain,
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Speaker 8: o gold without dark steel within ramped in our gates,
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Speaker 8: and all the plain lay silent where the Greeks had been,
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Speaker 8: and a cry broke from all the folk gathered above
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Speaker 8: on Ilion's rock. Up, Up, oh fear is over now
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Speaker 8: to Pallace, who hath saved us living to Palace bare
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Speaker 8: this victory vow. Then rose the old man from his room,
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Speaker 8: the merry damsel left her loom, and each bound death
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Speaker 8: about his brow. With minstrelsy and high thanksgiving.
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Speaker 12: Oh swift, were all in Troy that day, and gird
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Speaker 12: them to the portal way, marveling at that mountain thing
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Speaker 12: smooth Carvin, where the archives lay and wrath and the
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Speaker 12: iliens vanquishing meet gift for her that spareth not Heaven's
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Speaker 12: yokeless rider up, brought through the steep gates her offering,
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Speaker 12: like some dark ship that climbs the shore on straining cables.
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Speaker 12: Up where stood her marble throne, her hallowed floor, who
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Speaker 12: lusted for her people's blood.
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Speaker 9: A very weariness of joy fell with the evening over Troy,
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Speaker 9: and LUs of Afric mingled there with Phrygian songs, and
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Speaker 9: many a maiden with white beat, glancing light as air
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Speaker 9: made happy music through the gloom, and fires on many
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Speaker 9: an inward room all night, broad flashing flung their glare
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Speaker 9: on laughing eyes and slumber.
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Speaker 13: Laden I was among the dancers there to Artemis and glorings,
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Speaker 13: sang her of the hills, the maid most fair, daughter
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Speaker 13: of Zeus, and Lo they ranged a shout out of
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Speaker 13: the dark, and fell deathlike from street to street, and
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Speaker 13: made a silence in the citadel, and a child cried
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Speaker 13: as if afraid, and hid him in his mother's veal.
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Speaker 13: Then stalked the slare from his den. The hand of
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Speaker 13: Pallace served her well. Oh blood, blood of Troy was
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Speaker 13: deep about the streets and altars. Then, and in the
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Speaker 13: weathered rooms of sleep, lo the desolate, dark, alone, and
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Speaker 13: headless things. Men stumbled on and forth low the women
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Speaker 13: go the crown of war, the crown of woe, to
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Speaker 13: bear the children of the foe. And weep, weep for Ilien.
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Speaker 1: End of Part one.