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Hermione
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What use to cover my breasts with my robe? Bare, clear to the eye and never to be hid are [835] the deeds I have done to my husband. Nurse
Are you grieving because you plotted murder against your rival in love?
Euripides. Euripides, with an English translation by David Kovacs. Cambridge. Harvard University Press. forthcoming.
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