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THE DAUGHTERS OF TROY.
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Thy lost!—thy living pass to their undoing,
Thy dead have passed away.

Enter Second Half-Chorus.

Half-Chorus 2.

(Ant. 3)
Ah me! from Agamemnon's tents in dread
I come, to hearken, queen, to thee,
Lest haply now the Argive doom be said,—
A doom of death for me;

Or haply at the galley-sterns the sweeps, 180
Run out, are swinging through the brine.


Hecuba.

Child, I have come, since ne'er for terror sleeps
This haunted heart of mine.


Half-Chorus 2.

How?—hath a Danaan herald hither wending
Spoken our doom? Whose thrall am wretched I
Ordained?


Hecuba.

Thine anguish of suspense is ending:
The lot, thy fate, is nigh.


Half-Chorus 2.

Ah me! what lord of Argos' folk shall lead me
Hence, or what chief of Phthia-land?
What island-prince to misery shall speed me
Far from the Trojan strand?

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