Hecuba.
Surely my knees are weary, but I kneel above your head;
Hearken, O ye so silent! My hands beat your bed!
Leader.
I, I am near thee;
I kneel to thy dead to hear thee,
Kneel to mine own in the darkness; O husband, hear my crying!
Hecuba.
Even as the beasts they drive, even as the loads they bear,
Leader.
(Pain; O pain!)
Hecuba.
We go to the house of bondage. Hear, ye dead, O hear!