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Hecuba Monologue from The Trojan women of Euripides

From The Trojan women of Euripides by Euripides

female · anguished · 57 sec

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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 drownèd eyes Answer the music of these bridal cries! [ She takes the torch and gives it to one of the women.

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40s · sadness · loss · war · motherhood · fate

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