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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.

  1. 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.]