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.

  1. Oh! mother, mother, why do you call so loud? what news is it you have proclaimed, scaring me, like a cowering bird, from my chamber by this alarm?
Hecuba
  1. Alas, my daughter!
Polyxena
  1. Why this ominous address? it means sorrow for me.
Hecuba
  1. Woe for your life!
Polyxena
  1. Tell it, hide it no longer. Ah mother! how I dread, I dread
  2. the import of your loud laments.
Hecuba
  1. Ah my daughter! a luckless mother’s child!
Polyxena
  1. Why do you tell me this?
Hecuba
  1. The Argives with one consent are eager for your sacrifice to the son of Peleus
  2. at his tomb.