Capitolo 39
CHOIR
Every fame is happy, also famous death.
CASSANDRA
Ah produces, brothers of ah, famous once was ye!
[_She stirs to enter the house, then it starts back._
CHOIR
What fear is it this that frightens thee from the house?
CASSANDRA
Pah!
CHOIR
What this is it cries? of the dark desperation of soul?
CASSANDRA
Pah! the house smokes with stench and spilth of blood.
CHOIR
As? 'tis the sense of smell of offers of family.
CASSANDRA
'Tis classifies as I charnel-perfume from open graves.
CHOIR
You the canst I don't win this it smelled Syrian nard?
CASSANDRA
No, allows me to pass about for crying to tall voice
The fate of the monarch and mine--enough of the life.
Friends of Ah!
Is born to me witness, from when I fall in death,
What not as birds that avoid the bush and cry
I complain me in inactive terror. This attests
When for the revenge of my death another dies,
A woman for a woman and a man
Falls, for a man sick-gotten married to his/her curse.
This advantage Grants me--the last before I die.
CHOIR
Face to the last one! I cry thy they condemn anticipated.
CASSANDRA
Once more an expression, but not of moan,
Although for my death--and then I speak anybody more.
Me you of whoever ray that I won't see again,
To thee I cry, Face those that you call of revenge
To kill the slayers of their relative, ends withal
The death of me, the slave, the prey of fenceless.
Ah affirms of deadly man! in duration of weal,
A line, a shade! and if fallen of fate sick,
A wet sponge-sweep dries away all of our trace--
And this that I hold less compassionate, of two.
[_Exit in the palace._
CHOIR
Too much truth is! our deadly state
With beatitude it is never satiated,
And anybody, in front of the tall building
It is grandiose of the prosperity,
To whine to us with a voice of fear,
_Away! 'sick tis to digitize here!_
Here! this our hath of the gentleman trodden down,
From grace of sky, the city of old Priam,
And it praised as god that him once more it sustains
On the beach of Argos!
He/she now anchors--if blood's shed a long time ago
To whine out that other blood they will flow--