Seeking him, or on other task employed?

Sea-brine she sought to lave Polyxena.⁠780

So then this guest-friend slew and cast him forth.

Yea, on the sea to drift, his flesh thus hacked.

O woe is thee for thine unmeasured pains!

'Tis death—there is no deeper depth of woe.

Alas, was woman e'er so fortune-crost?⁠785

None, except thou wouldst name Misfortune's self.
But for what cause I bow thy knees to clasp,
Hear:—if my righteous due my sufferings seem
To thee, I am content: if not, do thou
Avenge me on that impious, impious friend,⁠790
Who neither feared the powers beneath the earth,
Nor those on high, but wrought most impious deed,—
Who ofttimes at my table ate and drank,
For welcome foremost in my count of friends,
Having all dues, yea, all his need forestalled,^[1]—⁠795