Aeschylus,
Four Plays of Aeschylus
(1922)
“ And now I envy thee in death: yea, count it bliss Not to have lived to search the black abyss, The bottomless pit of sorrow. Dear my lord, Darius, to sum all in one brief word; Persia lies waste—a kingdom desolate! Darius. Speak'st thou of plague and famine! Or is the state By rancour of domestic faction rent? Queen. Nothing of this; her mighty armament Hath suffered ruin round the Athenian coast. Darius. Tell me; what son of mine led forth our host? Queen. Impetuous Xerxes: and to fill his train Emptied of manhood Asia's vasty plain. Darius. ”
