A drop of the crocus-dye:Which makes for thoseOn earth by the spear that lie,A common closeWith life’s descending sun.Swift is the curse begun! KASSANDRA.How! How!See — see quick!Keep the bull from the cow!In the vesture she catching him, strikes him nowWith the black-horned trick,And he falls in the watery vase!Of the craft-killing cauldron I tell thee the case!CHOROS.I would not boast to be a topping criticOf oracles: but to some sort of evilI liken these. From oracles, what good speech