Hector | ||
SCENE VI.
A Room.Andromache.
What sounds are these, alas! what dismal cry
Invades my ear! Hark, how the people shriek!
My trembling knees fail under me. My heart
Flutters as if in danger. Some new woe,
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O! ye great gods, my fearful thoughts repress!
What if my Hector with Achilles fight,
Or chas'd along the plain, he fall, he die!
[Exit.
Hector | ||