an impossible afternoon light

An extremely funny Byron bit: this translation of the first few lines of Euripides's Medea he sent in a letter to a friend in June of 1810.

Peace be upon you. I'm Amer from Gaza. I usually share my stories with you, but this time I experienced a horrific and painful incident. 😔😔😔 It happened yesterday, Friday. I live next to my tent, and next to it is a long wall, a concrete wall about six meters high. The wall collapsed on top of us, and my tent collapsed too. I was injured, and rubble fell on my head and body. The Civil Defense rescued me from under the rubble and debris. I was alone inside the tent; my children and wife were visiting relatives. Now I'm pleading with you, pleading with you, to help me with a donation so I can buy a new tent and get my kitchen utensils back. Everything is completely destroyed. Please help me find shelter. I will share photos and videos of what happened to me yesterday, Friday. Please donate. 😔🙏💔😔🙏💔😔 @g The number on the list has been verified and it is (number 710)✅️