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Or the Isthmian hill 'twixt the two seas swelling,
Where the gates of the dwelling
Of Pelops stand!"
(Ant. 2)
Oh that, when, far o'er the mid-sea sped, 1100
Menelaus' galley is onward sailing,
On the midst of her oars might the thunderbolt dread
Crash down, the Aegean's wildfire red,
Since from Ilium me with weeping and wailing
Unto thraldom in Hellas hence is he haling:
And lo, Zeus' daughter, like maid unwed,^[1]
Hath joy of her mirrors of gold, and her state as of right doth she hold!
Nevermore may he come to Laconia, home of his sires: be his hearth aye cold! 1110
Never Pitanê's streets may he tread,
Nor the Goddess's temple brazen-gated,
With the evil-fated
For his prize, who for shame
Unto all wide Hellas's sons and daughters,
And for woe to the waters
Of Simoïs, came!

Woe's me, woe's me!
Afflictions new, ere the old be past,
On our land are falling! Behold and see,
Ye wives of the Trojans, horror-aghast, 1120
Dead Astyanax, by the Danaans cast
From the towers, slain pitilessly.