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Chorus
O unlucky old man, who have seen and suffered pain, [1215] what life will be yours for time to come? Peleus
Childless and bereft, with no limit set to misfortune, I shall drain unhappiness to the dregs until my death. Chorus
It was for nothing that the gods blessed you in marriage. Peleus
All that blessedness is flown, [1220] sped beyond the reach of high-flying boasts. Chorus
Lonely in a lonely house you dwell. Peleus
O city, I am dead. Farewell, my sceptre! He throws his sceptre to the ground. And you, Nereid in your dark cave, [1225] shall see me fallen into utter destruction.
Euripides. Euripides, with an English translation by David Kovacs. Cambridge. Harvard University Press. forthcoming.
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