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HECUBA.
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Polyxena.
There shall I lie in Hades, far from thee.
Hecuba.
Ah me, what shall I do?—where end my life?
Polyxena.
To die a slave, whose father was free-born!420
Hecuba.
In fifty sons nor part nor lot have I!
Polyxena.
What shall I tell to Hector and thy lord?
Hecuba.
Report me of all women wretchedest.
Polyxena.
O bosom, breasts that sweetly nurtured me!
Hecuba.
Woe is thee, daughter, for thy fate untimely!425
Polyxena.
Mother, farewell: Kassandra, fare thee well.
Hecuba.
Others fare well—not for thy mother this.
Polyxena.
Mid Thracians lives my brother Polydorus.
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