Aeschylus' PERSIANS Complete

Translated by Robert Potter.

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Messenger: It is ev'n so, all ruin; and myself,
Beyond all hope returning, view this light.

Chorus:
chanting
How tedious and oppressive is the weight
Of age, reserved to hear these hopeless ills!

Messenger: I speak not from report; but these mine eyes
Beheld the ruin which my tongue would utter.

Chorus:
chanting
Wo, wo is me! Then has the iron storm,
That darken'd from the realms of Asia, pour'd
In vain its arrowy shower on sacred Greece.

Messenger: In heaps the unhappy dead lie on the strand
Of Salamis, and all the neighbouring shores.

Chorus:
chanting
Unhappy friends, sunk, perish'd in the sea;
Their bodies, mid the wreck of shatter'd ships,
Mangled, and rolling on the encumber'd waves!

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