To Prodikë
How long, O cruel, shall I cry!
How long bewail my misery,
Already, see, the gray hairs show
And still no kindness you allow,
What Hecuba to Priam gave
Those are the favours I shall have.
How long bewail my misery,
Already, see, the gray hairs show
And still no kindness you allow,
What Hecuba to Priam gave
Those are the favours I shall have.
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