EURIPIDES
And how could Admetus have buried his wife
with none by, and she so splendid?
Seventh Citizen
Here at the gates I do not see
the lustral spring water, approved
by custom for a house of death. 100
Eighth Citizen
Nor are there cut locks of hair at the forecourts
hanging, such as the stroke of sorrow
for the dead makes. I can hear no beating
of the hands of young women.
Ninth Citizen
Yet this is the day appointed. 105
Tenth Citizen
What do you mean? Speak.
Ninth Citizen
On which she must pass to the world below.
Eleventh Citizen
You touch me deep, my heart, where it hurts.
Twelfth Citizen
Yes. He who from the first has claimed to be called
a good man himself no
must grieve when good men are afflicted.
(Henceforward all the Chorus together.)
Sailing the long sea, there is
not any place on earth
you could win, not Lycia,
not the unwatered sands called 115
of Ammon, not
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