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Leader.
Out on the smoke she goeth,
And her name no man knoweth;
And the cloud is northward, southward; Troy is gone for ever!
[A great crash is heard, and the Wall is lost in smoke and darkness.
Hecuba.
Ha! Marked ye? Heard ye? The crash of the towers that fall!
Leader.
All is gone!
Hecuba.
Wrath in the earth and quaking and a flood that sweepeth all,
Leader.
And passeth on!
[The Greek trumpet sounds.
Hecuba.
Farewell!—O spirit grey,
Whatso is coming,
Fail not from under me.
Weak limbs, why tremble ye?
Forth where the new long day
Dawneth to slavery!
