The Trojan Women
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.
- and weep their piteous lamentation; they cry, they cry: Mother, alas! torn from your sight, the Achaeans bear me away from you to their dark ship
- to row me over the deep to sacred Salamis or to the hill on the Isthmus, that overlooks two seas, the seat that holds the gates of Pelops.
- Oh may the sacred blazing thunderbolt of the Aegean, hurled in might, smite the ship of Menelaus full in the middle, on its way in mid-sea,
- since he is carrying me away in bitter sorrow from the shores of Ilium to be a slave in Hellas, while the daughter of Zeus still keeps her golden mirrors, delight of maidens’ hearts.
- Never may he reach his home in Laconia or his father’s hearth and home, nor come to the town of Pitane [*](Part of Sparta was so called.) or the temple of the goddess [*](Athena of the Brazen House, a temple on the acropolis.) with the gates of bronze, having taken as his captive the one whose marriage brought disgrace on Hellas through its length and breadth and woful anguish
- on the streams of Simois!
Enter Talthybius and attendants, bearing the corpse of Astyanax on Hector’s shield.Chorus Leader
- All me! ah me! new troubles fall on my country, to take the place of those that still are fresh! Behold,
- you hapless wives of Troy, the corpse of Astyanax, whom the Danaids have cruelly slain by hurling him from the battlements.