Speak good words, O unhappy! Set mouth sleeping!KASSANDRA.But Paian stands in no stead to the speech here.CHOROS.Nay, if the thing be near: but never be it!KASSANDRA.Thou, indeed, prayest: they to kill are busy.CHOROS.Of what man is it ministered, this sorrow?KASSANDRA.There again, wide thou look’st of my foretellings.CHOROS.For, the fulfiller’s scheme I have not gone with.KASSANDRA.And yet too well I know the speech Hellenic.CHOROS.For Puthian oracles, thy speech, and hard too.KASSANDRAPapai: what fire this! and it comes upon me!Ototoi, Lukeion Apollon, ah me — me!She, the two-footed lioness that sleeps withThe wolf, in absence of the generous lion,Kills me the unhappy one: and as a poisonBrewing, to put my price too in the anger,She vows, against her mate this weapon whetting