Alcestis
Euripides
Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. I. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1906.
- Doth any of you hear a groan, or sound of hands that smite together, or the voice of lamentation, telling all is over and done? Yet is there no servant
- stationed about the gate, no, not one. O come, thou saving god, to smooth the swelling waves of woe
- Surely, were she dead, they would not be so still.
- Maybe her corpse is not yet from the house borne forth.
- Whence that inference? I am not so sanguine. What gives thee confidence?