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Xerxes
[1060] And with your fingers tear the robe which drapes you. 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
[1065] I am drenched with tears.
Aeschylus. Aeschylus, with an English translation by Herbert Weir Smyth, Ph. D. in two volumes. 1. Persians. Herbert Weir Smyth, Ph. D. Cambridge, MA. Harvard University Press. 1926.
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