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.
- O misery!
- woe to us Trojan women, soon to hear of our troubles: Come out of the house, the Argives are preparing to return.
- Oh! please do not bid the
- wild Cassandra leave her chamber, the frantic prophetess, for Argives to insult, nor to my griefs add yet another. Woe to you, ill-fated Troy, Troy, your sun is set; and woe to your unhappy children, living and dead alike,
- who are leaving you behind!
- With trembling step, alas! I leave this tent of Agamemnon to learn of you, my royal mistress, whether the Argives have resolved to take my wretched life, or
- whether the sailors at the prow are making ready to ply their oars.
- My child, your wakeful heart!