To compensate our woes, this grace impart,

That we may know the worst that can befall.

Behold us ready for the stroke of fate.

Helen: Alas! I would 'twere mine to break the bonds

Which bind me to this life I hate; to die

By Pyrrhus' cruel hand upon the tomb940

Of great Achilles, and to share thy fate,

O poor Polyxena. For even now,

The ghost doth bid that thou be sacrificed,

And that thy blood be spilt upon his tomb;