Monologue

Hecuba Monologue from The Trojan Women

From The Trojan Women by Euripides

female · anguished · 39 sec

Ah, not Cassandra! Wake not her Whom God hath maddened, lest the foe Mock at her dreaming. Leave me clear From that one edge of woe. O Troy, my Troy, thou diest here Most lonely; and most lonely we The living wander forth from thee, And the dead leave thee wailing! [One of the huts on the left is now open, and the rest of the CHORUS come out severally. Their number eventually amounts to fifteen.

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