Ah, ah! Hecuba Hearken, my children, hear your mother’s voice. Chorus You are calling on the dead with voice of lamentation. Hecuba Yes, as I stretch my aged limbs upon the ground, and beat upon the earth with both my hands. Chorus I follow you and kneel, invoking from the nether world my hapless husband. Hecuba I am being dragged and hurried away— Chorus The sorrow, the sorrow of that cry! Hecuba To dwell beneath a master’s roof!