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  HELEN

    Are you so sure this fancy was reliable?

  TEUCER

    With these eyes I saw her face to face; if so be I see thee now。

  HELEN

    Hath Menelaus reached his home by this time with his wife?

  TEUCER

    No; he is neither in Argos; nor yet by the streams of Eurotas。

  HELEN

    Ah me! here is evil news for those to whom thou art telling it。

  TEUCER

    'Tis said he disappeared with his wife。

  HELEN

    Did not all the Argives make the passage together?

  TEUCER

    Yes: but a tempest scattered them in every direction。

  HELEN

    In what quarter of the broad ocean?

  TEUCER

    They were crossing the Aegean in mid channel。

  HELEN

    And after that; doth no man know of Menelaus' arrival?

  TEUCER

    No; none; but through Hellas is he reported to be dead。

  HELEN

    Then am I lost。 Is the daughter of Thestius alive?

  TEUCER

    Dost speak of Leda? She is dead; aye; dead and gone。

  HELEN

    Was it Helen's shame that caused her death?

  TEUCER

    Aye; 'tis said she tied the noose about her noble neck。

  HELEN

    Are the sons of Tyndareus still alive or not?

  TEUCER

    Dead; and yet alive: 'tis a double story。

  HELEN

    Which is the more credible report? Woe is me for my sorrows!

  TEUCER

    Men say that they are gods in the likeness of stars。

  HELEN

    That is happy news; but what is the other rumour?

  TEUCER

    That they by self…inflicted wounds gave up the ghost because of

their sister's shame。 But enough of such talk! I have no wish to

multiply my griefs。 The reason of my coming to this royal palace was a

wish to see that famous prophetess Theonoe。 Do thou the means

afford; that I from her may obtain an oracle how I shall steer a

favourable course to the sea…girt shores of Cyprus; for there Apollo

hath declared my home shall be; giving to it the name of Salamis; my

island home; in honour of that fatherland across the main。

  HELEN

    That shall the voyage itself explain; sir stranger; but do thou

leave these shores and fly; ere the son of Proteus; the ruler of

this land; catch sight of thee。 Now is he away with his trusty

hounds tracking his savage quarry to the death; for every stranger

that he catcheth from the land of Hellas doth he slay。 His reason

never ask to know; my lips are sealed; for what could word of mine

avail thee?

  TEUCER

    Lady; thy words are fair。 Heaven grant thee a fair requital for

this kindness! For though in form thou dost resemble Helen; thy soul

is not like hers; nay; very different。 Perdition seize her! May she

never reach the streams of Eurotas! But thine be joy for evermore;

lady!

    (TEUCER departs。 The CHORUS OF CAPTIVE GREEK WOMEN enter。 They

sing responsively with HELEN。)



  HELEN

    Ah me! what piteous dirge shall I strive to utter; now that I am

beginning my strain of bitter lamentation? What Muse shall I

approach with tears or songs of death or woe? Ah me! ye Sirens;

Earth's virgin daughters; winged maids; come; oh! come to aid my

mourning; bringing with you the Libyan flute or pipe; to waft to

Persephone's ear a tearful plaint; the echo of my sorrow; with grief

for grief; and mournful chant for chant; with songs of death and

doom to match my lamentation; that in return she may receive from

me; besides my tears; dirges for the departed dead beneath her

gloomy roof!

  CHORUS

    Beside the deep…blue water I chanced to be hanging purple robes

along the tendrils green and on the sprouting reeds; to dry them in

the sun…god's golden blaze; when lo! I heard a sound of woe; a

mournful wail; the voice of one crying aloud in her anguish; yea; such

a cry of woe as Naiad nymph might send ringing o'er the hills; while

to her cry the depths of rocky grots re…echo her screams at the

violence of Pan。

  HELEN

    Woe! woe! ye maids of Hellas; booty of barbarian sailors! one hath

come; an Achaean mariner; bringing fresh tears to me; the news of

Ilium's overthrow; how that it is left to the mercy of the foeman's

flame; and all for me the murderess; or for my name with sorrow

fraught。 While for anguish at my deed of shame; hath Leda sought her


death by hanging; and on the deep; to weary wandering doomed my lord

hath met his end; and Castor and his brother; twin glory of their

native land; are vanished from men's sight; leaving the plains that

shook to their galloping steeds; and the course beside reed…fringed

Eurotas; where those youthful athletes strove。

  CHORUS

    Ah; misery! Alas! for thy grievous destiny! Woe for thy sad lot;

lady! Ah! 'twas a day of sorrow meted out for thee when Zeus came

glancing through the sky on snowy pinions like a swan and won thy

mother's heart。 What evil is not thine? Is there a grief in life

that thou hast not endured? Thy mother is dead; the two dear sons of

Zeus have perished miserably; and thou art severed from thy

country's sight; while through the towns of men a rumour runs;

consigning thee; my honoured mistress; to a barbarian's bed; and

'mid the ocean waves thy lord hath lost his life; and never; never

more shalt thou fill with joy thy father's halls or Athena's temple of

the 〃Brazen House。〃

  HELEN

    Ah! who was that Phrygian; who was he; that felled that pine

with sorrow fraught for Ilium; and for those that came from Hellas?

Hence it was that Priam's son his cursed barque did build; and sped by

barbarian oars sailed unto my home; in quest of beauty; woman's curse;

to win me for his bride; and with him sailed the treacherous queen

of Love; on slaughter bent; with death alike for Priam's sons; and

Danai too。 Ah me! for my hard lot! Next; Hera; stately bride of

Zeus; seated on her golden throne; sent the son of Maia; swift of

foot; who caught me up as I was gathering fresh rose…buds in the folds

of my robe; that I might go to the 〃Brazen House;〃 and bore me through

the air to this loveless land; making me an object of unhappy strife

'twixt Hellas and the race of Priam。 And my name is but a sound

without reality beside the streams of Simois。

  LEADER OF THE CHORUS

    Well I know thou hast a bitter lot to bear; still 'tis best to

bear as lightly as we may the ills that life is heir to。

  HELEN

    Good friends; to what a fate am I united? Did not my mother bear

me to be a monster to the world? For no woman; Hellene or barbarian;

gives birth to babes in eggs inclosed; as they say Leda bare me to

Zeus。 My life and all I do is one miracle; partly owing to Hera; and

partly is my beauty to blame。 Would God I could rub my beauty out like

a picture; and assume hereafter in its stead a form less comely; and

oh! that Hellas had forgotten the evil fate that now I bear; and

were now remembering my career of honour as surely as they do my deeds

of shame。 Now; if a man doth turn his eyes to a single phase of

fortune; and meets ill…usage at heaven's hands; 'tis hard no doubt;

but still it can be borne; but I in countless troubles am involved。

First; although I never sinned; my good name is gone。 And this is a

grief beyond the reality; if a man incurs blame for sins that are

not his。 Next; have the gods removed me from my native land; to

dwell with men of barbarous ways; and reft of every friend; I arn

become a slave though free by birth; for amongst barbarians all are

slaves but one。 And the last anchor that held my fortunes; the hope

that my husband would return one day; and rid me of my woes; is now no

more; lost since the day he died。 My mother too is dead; and I am

called her murderess; unjustly it is true; but still that injustice is

mine to bear; and she that was the glory of my house; my darling

child; is growing old and grey; unwedded still; and those twin

brethren; called the sons of Zeus; are now no more。 But 'tis

fortune; not my own doing; that hath crushed me with sorrow and

slain me。 And this is the last evil of all; if ever I come to my

native land。 they will shut me up in prison; thinkin

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