Hecuba
Euripides
Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. II. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1891.
- Kill me, for in Argos there awaits you a murderous bath.
- Ho! servants, drag away him from my sight!
- Do my words pain you?
- Stop his mouth!
- Close it now; for I have spoken.
- Make haste
- and cast him upon some desert island, since his mouth is full of such exceeding presumption. Go, unhappy Hecuba, and bury your two corpses; and you, Trojan women, must draw near your masters’ tents, for lo! I perceive a breeze
- just rising to waft us home. May we reach our country well and find all well at home, released from troubles here!Polymestor is dragged away by Agamemnon’s guards.
- Away to the harbour and the tents, my friends, to prove the toils of
- slavery! for such is fate’s relentless hest.