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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0011.tlg002.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="choral"><div type="textpart" subtype="antistrophe" n="1"><sp><l n="965" resp="p">and he angered the Muses who love the flute.</l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="966"/><div type="textpart" subtype="strophe" n="2"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="966" resp="p">And by the waters of the Dark
                            Rocks, the waters of the twofold sea, are the shores of <placeName key="tgn,1115068">Bosporus</placeName> and the Thracian city
                                Salmydessus, </l><l n="970" resp="p">where Ares,
                            neighbor of that city, saw the accursed, blinding wound inflicted on the
                            two sons of Phineus by his savage wife. It was a wound that brought
                            darkness to the hollows, making them crave vengeance </l><l n="975" resp="p">for the eyes she crushed with her bloody hands
                            and with her shuttle for a dagger.</l></sp></div><milestone unit="card" n="977"/><div type="textpart" subtype="antistrophe" n="2"><sp><speaker>Chorus</speaker><l n="977" resp="p">Wasting away in their misery, they
                            bewailed their miserable suffering </l><l n="980" resp="p">and their birth from their mother stripped of her
                                marriage. But she traced her descent from the ancient line of the
                                Erechtheids, and in far-distant caves she was raised amidst her
                                father’s gusts. She was the child of Boreas, </l><l n="985" resp="p">running swift as
                            horses over the steep hills, a daughter of gods. Yet she, too, was
                            assailed by the long-lived Fates, my child.</l></sp></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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