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7073	Aeschylus	Specimens of Greek Tragedy — Aeschylus and Sophocles			.txt	text/plain	43884	5162	94	Thou, too, O sun, with thy all-seeing eye, Dost thou not fear to cast such words at Zeus? That thou did'st pluck these woes upon thy head. To think that I will tell thee what thou ask'st? Came forth unto thy son, King Xerxes, said Thou dost foresee thy fate, what bids thee go Father, alas, for thee and thy brave sons! That on thee thou hast brought the public curse? But calm thee, let not joy distract thy soul, It seems, my child, thou wilt thy mother slay. And tell us first, didst thou thy mother slay? And dar'st thou to forswear thy mother's blood? Know'st thou thy birth? I tell thee that the man whom thou dost seek Good news to thee, lady, and to thy lord. Wilt thou slay her that is thy son's betrothed? And hast thou none to save thee from her hands?	./cache/7073.txt	./txt/7073.txt