Hecuba Monologue from The Trojan Women

From The Trojan Women by Euripides

female · anguished · 56 sec

O Fire, Fire, where men make marriages Surely thou hast thy lot; but what are these Thou bringest flashing? Torches savage-wild And far from mine old dreams.--Alas, my child, How little dreamed I then of wars or red Spears of the Greek to lay thy bridal bed! Give me thy brand; it hath no holy blaze Thus in thy frenzy flung. Nor all thy days Nor all thy griefs have changed them yet, nor learned Wisdom.--Ye women, bear the pine half burned To the chamber back; and let your drowned eyes Answer the music of these bridal cries! [She takes the torch and gives it to one of the women.

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