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Browsing named entities in Euripides, The Trojan Women (ed. E. P. Coleridge).
Found 480 total hits in 129 results.
Argive (Greece) (search for this): card 531
Chorus
Then hastened all the race of Phrygia to the gates, to make the goddess a present of an Argive band ambushed in the polished mountain-pine, Dardania's ruin, a welcome gift to be to her, the virgin queen of deathless steeds; and with nooses of cord they dragged it, as it had been a ship's dark hull, to the stone-built temple of the goddess Pallas, and set it on that floor so soon to drink our country's blood. But, as they labored and made merry, came on the pitchy night; loud the Libyan flute was sounding, and Phrygian songs awoke, while maidens beat the ground with airy foot, uplifting their glad song; and in the halls a blaze of torchlight shed its flickering shadows on sleeping eyes.
Phrygia (Turkey) (search for this): card 531
Chorus
Then hastened all the race of Phrygia to the gates, to make the goddess a present of an Argive band ambushed in the polished mountain-pine, Dardania's ruin, a welcome gift to be to her, the virgin queen of deathless steeds; and with nooses of cord they dragged it, as it had been a ship's dark hull, to the stone-built temple of the goddess Pallas, and set it on that floor so soon to drink our country's blood. But, as they labored and made merry, came on the pitchy night; loud the Libyan flute was sounding, and Phrygian songs awoke, while maidens beat the ground with airy foot, uplifting their glad song; and in the halls a blaze of torchlight shed its flickering shadows on sleeping eyes.
Troy (Turkey) (search for this): card 551
Chorus
In that hour around the house I was singing as I danced to that maiden of the hills, the child of Zeus; when there rang along the town a cry of death which filled the homes of Troy, and babies in terror clung about their mothers' skirts, as forth from their ambush came the warrior-band, the handiwork of maiden Pallas. Soon the altars ran with Phrygian blood, and desolation reigned over every bed where young men lay beheaded, a glorious crown for Hellas won, for her, the nurse of youth, but for our Phrygian fatherland a bitter grief.
Greece (Greece) (search for this): card 551
Chorus
In that hour around the house I was singing as I danced to that maiden of the hills, the child of Zeus; when there rang along the town a cry of death which filled the homes of Troy, and babies in terror clung about their mothers' skirts, as forth from their ambush came the warrior-band, the handiwork of maiden Pallas. Soon the altars ran with Phrygian blood, and desolation reigned over every bed where young men lay beheaded, a glorious crown for Hellas won, for her, the nurse of youth, but for our Phrygian fatherland a bitter grief.
Troy (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): card 568
Chorus Leader
Hecuba, do you see Andromache advancing here on a foreign chariot? and with her, clasped to her throbbing breast, is her dear Astyanax, Hector's child. Where are you being carried, unhappy wife, mounted on that chariot, side by side with Hector's brazen arms and Phrygian spoils of war, with which Achilles' son will deck the shrines of Phthia on his return from Troy?
Troy (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): card 582
Hecuba
Joy is gone, Troy is gone.
Andromache
Unhappy!
Hecuba
For my gallant sons
Andromache
Alas!
Hecuba
Alas indeed, for my
Andromache
Misery!
Hecuba
Piteous the fate
Andromache
Of our city,
Hecuba
Smouldering in the smoke.
Troy (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): card 595
Andromache
These great griefs—
Hecuba
Unhappy one, bitter these woes to bear.
Andromache
Our city ruined—
Hecuba
And sorrow to sorrow added.
Andromache
Through the will of angry heaven, since the day that son i.e., Paris, who had been exposed to die on account of an oracle foretelling the misery he would cause if he grew to man's estate; but shepherds had found him on the hills and reared him. of yours escaped death, he that for a hated bride brought destruction on the Trojan citadel. There lie the gory corpses of the slain by the shrine of Pallas for vultures to carry off; and Troy has come to slavery's y
Pallas (Pennsylvania, United States) (search for this): card 595
Andromache
These great griefs—
Hecuba
Unhappy one, bitter these woes to bear.
Andromache
Our city ruined—
Hecuba
And sorrow to sorrow added.
Andromache
Through the will of angry heaven, since the day that son i.e., Paris, who had been exposed to die on account of an oracle foretelling the misery he would cause if he grew to man's estate; but shepherds had found him on the hills and reared him. of yours escaped death, he that for a hated bride brought destruction on the Trojan citadel. There lie the gory corpses of the slain by the shrine of Pallas for vultures to carry off; and Troy has come to slavery's y
Argos (Greece) (search for this): card 608
Chorus Leader
What sweet relief to sufferers it is to weep, to mourn, lament, and chant the dirge that tells of grief!
Andromache
Do you see this, mother of that man, Hector, who once laid low in battle many a son of Argos?
Hecuba
I see that it is heaven's way to exalt what men accounted nothing, and ruin what they most esteemed.
Andromache
Hence with my child as booty am I borne; the noble are brought to slavery—a bitter change.
Hecuba
This is necessity's grim law; it was just now that Cassandra was torn with brutal violence from my arms.
Andromache
Alas, alas! it seems a second Aias has appeared to wrong your daughter; but there are other ills for you.
Hecuba
Yes, beyond all count or measure are my sorrows; evil vies with evil in the struggle to be first.
Andromache
Your daughter Polyxena is dead, slain at Achilles' tomb, an offering to his lifeless corpse.
Hecuba
O woe is me! This is that riddle Talthybius long ago told me, a truth obscurely uttered.
Andromache
I saw
Achilles (Virginia, United States) (search for this): card 608