Xerxes
And with your fingers tear the robe which drapes you.
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Chorus
Anguish, anguish!
Xerxes
Pluck out your locks, and lament our host.
Chorus
With clenched nails, with clenched nails, with loud wailing.
Xerxes
Let tears moisten your eyes.
Chorus
I am drenched with tears.
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Persians. Aeschylus. Herbert Weir Smyth (Translator). New York. 1922.
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