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EURIPIDES.

Talthybius.

She is made ministrant to Achilles' tomb.


Hecuba.

Woe's me!—then a sepulchre's servant I bare! 265
But what custom shall this be that Hellenes share,
Or what this statute?—O friend, declare.


Talthybius.

Count thy child happy. It is well with her.


Hecuba.

Doth she yet see light?—did thy word so sound?


Talthybius.

She hath found her fate—deliverance from troubles. 270


Hecuba.

But the wife of mine Hector the champion renowned—
What doom hath the hapless Andromachê found?


Talthybius.

Achilles' son hath won her, chosen for him.


Hecuba.

And to whom am I handmaid, whose snow-wreathed brow 275
Over the prop of a staff must bow?


Talthybius.

Thee Ithaca's king Odysseus won, his thrall.

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