Parodos
[Choral]
to heal men’s wounds by music’s spell, but why tune they their idle song where rich banquets are spread? for of itself doth the rich banquet, set before them, afford to men delight.
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Chorus
I heard a bitter cry of lamentation!
loudly, bitterly she calls on the traitor of her marriage bed, her perfidious spouse; by grievous wrongs oppressed she invokes Themis, bride of Zeus, witness of oaths, who brought her
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unto Hellas, the land that fronts the strand of Asia, o’er the sea by night through ocean’s boundless gate.
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