No More Learning

I am Echo, the nymph who repeats all she hears. 'Tis I, who
last year lent my help to Euripides in this very place. [643] But, my
child, give yourself up to the sad laments that belong to your pitiful
condition.

MNESILOCHUS. And you will repeat them?

EURIPIDES. I will not fail you. Begin.

MNESILOCHUS. "Oh! thou divine Night! how slowly thy chariot threads its
way through the starry vault, across the sacred realms of the Air and
mighty Olympus. "

EURIPIDES. Mighty Olympus.

MNESILOCHUS.
"Why is it necessary that Andromeda should have all the woes
for her share? "

EURIPIDES. For her share.

MNESILOCHUS. "Sad death! "

EURIPIDES. Sad death!

MNESILOCHUS. You weary me, old babbler.

EURIPIDES. Old babbler.

MNESILOCHUS. Oh! you are too unbearable.

EURIPIDES. Unbearable.