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EURIPIDES.

Chorus.

Thou callest on her that hears full fain.


Helen.

Woe for this day with its burden of pain!
What word waiteth, what desolation
Of tears past relief?


Chorus.

Nay, forestall not, O friend, lamentation
Prophetic of grief.


Helen.

(Ant.)
To what doom hath mine husband been given? 340
Doth he yet see the light of the day,
See the Sun's wheels flash through the heaven,
See the gleams of the star-trodden way?
* * * * * *[1]
* * * * * *
Or to him have the dead done obeisance?
Doth the nethergloom hide?


Chorus.

Nay, look for a fate of fair presence,
Whatsoe'er shall betide.


Helen.

I cry unto thee, I invoke thy name,

O river with ripple-washed reed-beds green,
  1. ↑ Two lines missing, the first belonging to the Chorus, the second to Helen, corresponding to those in the Strophe.
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