Statius: Thebaid, Vol. 2 & Achilleid

stood and leaned on the spear of Polynices which had been moved to his hand:
"And yet," he said, "whoever thou art—to whom (such is thy glory) we have come to owe our lives, an honour which the Father of gods himself would not despise—tell us, I pray, since we are eagerly departing from thy waters, what is thy home or land, from what stars didst thou draw thy life? Tell me, who was that father? For heaven is not far from thee, though fortune may have been traitorous; a nobler blood flows through thy lips, and reverence breathes in thy afflicted countenance."
She, the Lemnian woman, groans, and after hesitating a little with modest weeping, she begins to reply: "O prince, thou biddest me renew monstrous wounds, the Furies and Lemnos and the arms brought into the marriage-beds and the husbands slaughtered by the shameful sword; lo, the wickedness returns, and the Eumenis is cold in my heart. O wretched women, upon whom this frenzy was cast! O that night! O my father! For I am she—lest you perhaps feel shame for your kindly hostess—I am she, O leaders, who alone did steal away and hide her father. Why do I weave long preludes to my woes? Moreover, arms call you, and your hearts are ready for great things. It is enough to have remembered this: born of renowned Thoas, I, Hypsipyle, endure slavery to your Lycurgus."
They turned their attention, and she seemed greater and worthy of honour, and equal to so great a deed; then there was a desire in all to know the mishaps of her birth, and father Adrastus encouraged her before the others: