Agamemnon

Aeschylus

Aeschylus, Volume 2. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1926.

  1. What words are these you utter, words all too plain? A new-born child hearing them could understand. I am smitten with a deadly pain, while,
  2. by reason of your cruel fortune, you cry aloud your pitiful moans that break my heart to hear.
Cassandra
  1. O the sufferings, the sufferings of my city utterly destroyed! Alas, the sacrifices my father offered, the many pasturing cattle slain to save its towers!