and the two Atridæ on the palace-floor. I saw Hecuba[136]
and her hundred daughters-in-law, and Priam at the
altar, polluting with his blood the flames he had himself
made holy. Those fifty marriage-chambers, the splendid 20
promise of children’s children, doors gorgeous with barbaric
gold and plundered treasure, all sank in dust. Where
the fire flags, the Danaans are masters.
“Perhaps, too, you may be curious to hear the fate of
Priam. When he saw his city fallen and captured, the 25
doors of his palace burst open, the foe in the heart of his