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Chorus
[860] Nature ordains death as the destiny of all mortals. Electra
What, a death like the one which that ill-fated one died beneath a race of swift hooves, entangled in the cutting, dragging reins? Chorus
The mutilation is beyond thought! Electra
[865] Yes, so it is, when in foreign soil, without being tended by my hands— Chorus
ah, no! Electra
—he has been buried not receiving from me either burial [870] or lamentation.
Sophocles. The Electra of Sophocles. Edited with introduction and notes by Sir Richard Jebb. Sir Richard Jebb. Cambridge. Cambridge University Press. 1894.
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