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She lies afflicted, they say, in a bed of sickness and keeps indoors, with fine-spun cloths covering her blond head. [135] And I hear that for three days now, her mouth taking no food, she has kept her body pure of Demeter's grain, wishing because of some secret grief [140] to ground her life's craft in the unhappy journey's-end of death.
Euripides. Euripides, with an English translation by David Kovacs. Cambridge. Harvard University Press. forthcoming.
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