Heracles
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.
- The children’s death—
- Ah me!
- And your own son’s doom.
- Alas!
- Old friend—
- Hush! hush! he is turning over, he is waking! Oh!
- let me hide myself, concealed beneath the roof.
- Courage! darkness still holds your son’s eye.
- Oh beware! it is not that I shrink from leaving the light after my miseries, poor wretch! but if should he slay me, his father,
- then he will be devising mischief on mischief, and to the avenging curse will add a parent’s blood.
- Well for you if you had died in that day, when, for your wife, you went forth to exact vengeance for her slain brothers