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THE DAUGHTERS OF TROY.
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Hecuba.

Ha! to his Spartan wife shall she be
A handmaid, a bondwoman?—woe is me!


Talthybius.

Nay, but his concubine in secret love.


Hecuba.

How?—Phœbus' maiden, whose guerdon-grace
Of the Golden-haired was virgin days! 255


Talthybius.

The maid inspired smote him with shafts of love.


Hecuba.

Fling, daughter, the temple-keys from thee, fling,
And the garlands around thy neck that cling,
Whose sacred arrayings thy form enring!


Talthybius.

How? is a king's couch not high honour for her? 260


Hecuba.

And the child that ye tore from mine arms so late—


Talthybius.

Polyxena?—or whose lot wouldst thou ask?


Hecuba.

Unto whom hath the lot's doom yoked her fate?

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