And how should oath, bond honourably binding,Become thy cure? No less I wonder at thee— That thou, beyond sea reared, a strange-tongued cityShouldst hit in speaking, just as if thou stood’st by! KASSANDRA.Prophet Apollon put me in this office.CHOROS.What, even though a god, with longing smitten?KASSANDRA.At first, indeed, shame was to me to say this.CHOROS.For, more relaxed grows everyone who fares well.KASSANDRA.But he was athlete to me — huge grace breathing!CHOROS.Well, to the work of children, went ye law’s way?KASSANDRA.Having consented, I played false to Loxias.CHOROS.Already when the wits inspired possessed of?KASSANDRA.Already townsmen all their woes I foretold.CHOROS.How wast thou then unhurt by Loxias’ anger?KASSANDRA.I no one aught persuaded, when I sinned thus.CHOROS.To us, at least, now sooth to say thou seemest.