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EURIPIDES.
Hermione.
Tell me that thing for which I came to thee.[1]
Andromache.
I say thou hast less wit than thou dost need.
Hermione.
Wilt leave this hallowed close of the Sea-goddess?
Andromache.
If I shall not die: else, I leave it never.
Hermione.
'Tis fixed: I wait not till my lord return. 255
Andromache.
Yet will I yield me not ere then to thee.
Hermione.
Fire will I bring: thy plea will I not heed,—
Andromache.
Kindle upon me!—this the Gods shall mark.
Hermione.
And to thy flesh bring anguish of dread wounds.
Andromache.
Hack, crimson her altar: she shall visit for it. 260
