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EURIPIDES.
Theseus.
O bounds of Athens, Pallas' glorious realm,
What hero have ye lost! Ah, woe is me! 1460
Kypris, how oft shall I recall thy wrong!
Chorus.
On the city hath lighted a stroke without warning,
On all hearts desolation.
Rain down, O ye fast-falling tears of our mourning!
When the mighty are fallen, their burial-oblation 1465
Is the wail of a nation.[1]
[Exeunt Omnes.
- ↑ 1462–66 allude to the death of Pericles, which happened shortly before the representation of this play. The poet in fact changed, to meet the occasion, the original ending, which ran thus:—
O blest one, what honours have fallen to thee,
O hero, because of thy chastity!
Never shall aught be more of worth
Than virtue unto the sous of earth;
For soon or late on the fear of God
Goodly reward shall be bestowed.
[Stobæus, Florilegium.]