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Polyxena enters from the tent.
Polyxena
Oh! mother, mother, why do you call so loud? what news is it you have proclaimed, scaring me, like a cowering bird, from my chamber by this alarm? Hecuba
[180] Alas, my daughter! Polyxena
Why this ominous address? it means sorrow for me. Hecuba
Woe for your life! Polyxena
Tell it, hide it no longer. Ah mother! how I dread, I dread [185] the import of your loud laments. Hecuba
Ah my daughter! a luckless mother's child! Polyxena
Why do you tell me this? Hecuba
The Argives with one consent are eager for your sacrifice to the son of Peleus [190] at his tomb. Polyxena
Ah! my mother! how can you speak of such a horror? Tell me all, mother, yes all! Hecuba
It is an ill-boding rumor I tell, my child; [195] they bring me word that sentence is passed upon your life by the Argives' vote.
Euripides. The Complete Greek Drama, edited by Whitney J. Oates and Eugene O'Neill, Jr. in two volumes. 1. Hecuba, translated by E. P. Coleridge. New York. Random House. 1938.
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