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But come, Persians, let us take our place on the steps of this ancient palace and devise some wise and deeply-pondered counsel—for need of this has come upon us—as to how Xerxes our King,
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Darius’ son, scion of our own race as his forefather’s name declares, is faring. Is it the drawing of the bow that has triumphed, or is it the might of the sharp spear-head which has prevailed?
Enter Atossa, richly dressed, on a chariot and attended by a numerous retinue
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But look, here is a light like the eyes of the god, the mother of our king, my Queen. I bow low before her. It is fitting also that we all address her with words of salutation.
The elders prostrate themselves and then rise to their feet. Their leader continues
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But come, Persians, let us take our place on the steps of this ancient palace and devise some wise and deeply-pondered counsel—for need of this has come upon us—as to how Xerxes our King,
140
Darius’ son, scion of our own race as his forefather’s name declares, is faring. Is it the drawing of the bow that has triumphed, or is it the might of the sharp spear-head which has prevailed?
Enter Atossa, richly dressed, on a chariot and attended by a numerous retinue
145
But look, here is a light like the eyes of the god, the mother of our king, my Queen. I bow low before her. It is fitting also that we all address her with words of salutation.
The elders prostrate themselves and then rise to their feet. Their leader continues
150
Persians. Aeschylus. Herbert Weir Smyth (Translator). New York. 1922.
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