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THE DAUGHTERS OF TROY.
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Chorus.
How sweet unto afflicted souls are tears,
Lamentings, and the chant with sorrow fraught! 605
Andromache.
Mother of hero Hector, whose spear slew
In days past many an Argive, seest thou this?
Hecuba.
I see the Gods' work, who exalt on high
That which was naught, and bring the proud names low.
Andromache.
I with my child a spoil am haled; high birth 610
Hath come to bondage—ah the change, the change!
Hecuba.
Mighty is Fate:—from mine arms too but now
By violence torn Kassandra passed away.
Andromache.
Alas and alas!
Meseems a second Aias[1] for thy child
Hath risen. Yet hast thou more afflictions still,— 615
Hecuba.
Measure nor numbering whereof I know;
For ill to rival ill comes evermore.
- ↑ See lines 69, 70.