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 TEUCER

Alas, how then can I endure my fate!

CHORUS

Since thus it is

TEUCER

O wretched, wretched me!

CHORUS

Thou hast cause to moan.

TEUCER

O swift and cruel woe!

CHORUS

Too cruel, Teucer!

TEUCER

Woe is me! But say—

His child—where shall I find him? Tell me where.

CHORUS

Alone within the tent.

TEUCER (to )

Then with all speed

Go, bring him thither, lest some foe should snatch him

Like a whelp from a lioness bereaved.

Away! See it done quickly! All men are wont

To insult over the dead, once they lie low.

[Exit .]

CHORUS

Yes, Teucer, while he lived, did he not charge thee

To guard his son from harm, as now thou dost?

TEUCER

O sight most grievous to me of all sights

That ever I have looked on with my eyes!

And hatefullest of all paths to my soul

This path that now has led me to thy side,

O dearest Aias, when I heard thy fate,

While seeking thee I tracked thy footsteps out.