The New Compass: A Critical Review
Hecuba addresses
the corpse of her grandson
Astyanax following
the fall of Troy
Steven Shankman
You poor,
unlucky thing, how pitiably
Your father’s
walls, the towers Apollo built,
Have ravaged
your face, have shorn the curl of hair
The one who
bore you tended like a shoot
Time and
again and covered with her kisses,
Where now
your blood laughs out from broken bones:
Shameful
brutality I will not hide!
(Euripides, Trojan
Women, ll.1173-1177)
Shankman,
Steven. “Hecuba addresses the corpse of her grandson Astyanax
following the fall of