Nurse
The house is no more: it has perished.
[140]
For the husband is held fast in a royal marriage, while the wife, my mistress, wastes away her life in her chamber, her heart in no way soothed by the words of any of her friends.
Medea
Oh! May a flash of lightning pierce my head!
[145]
What profit any longer for me in life? Ah, ah! may I find my rest in death and leave behind my hateful life!
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Euripides. Euripides, with an English translation by David Kovacs. Cambridge. Harvard University Press. forthcoming.
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