Capitolo 54
Brave of soul and glorious in descent,
It is taller it held in trust in front of the king,
Lies it ashamedly killed and miserably.
ATOSSA
Alas for me and for this downfall, friends!
Dead, sayest you? from that overthrown of fate?
MESSENGER
An islet is there, fronting Salamis--
Narrow, and with the bad anchorage: thereon
Saucepan treads the measure of the dance that he loves
Along the sea-beach. There the king sent
His/her more noble, that, whene'er the Greek enemy
Owes 'scape, with smashed ships, to the island,
It is probable that we make easy prey of fugitives
And it kills there them, and from the tides of washing
You free our friends. It fell out otherwise
What he foretold, for when, from help of Sky,
The Hellenes held the victory on the sea,
Their sailors then and there their begirt
With similar mail to brass and it limited from their ships,
And then the enringed the islet, sharp from point,
This way that our Persians in confusion
Not known what way of turning. On every side,
Beaten with stones, they fell, while arrows flew
From a lot of a sequence and their smote to the death.
Then, to the last one, with simultaneous rush
The enemy came bursting on us, it cut and it cut
To it fragments everybody that ribbon put,
You don't cultivate a soul of them you/he/she had gone away long live.
Then Xerxes saw the depth of disaster, and it shouted,
From where he sat on tall, while observing everybody--
A tall eminence, close to the salty water,
From where all of his/her armament placed in clear way in sight.
His/her bathrobe that he has rented, with noise and bitter moan,
And to his/her earth-strength quickly it gave command
And ran away, with shame close to him! Now, complaint
That pain of according to, on the first imposed!
ATOSSA
Out on thee, the Fortune! you hasts put in relief the hope
And the power of Persia: to this bitter end
My child went on to discharge his/her great revenge
On famous Athens! all too much few they seemed,