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The Persians.
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Chorus.

All me! Ah me! 1010


Xerxes.

Worse than ah me! ay, worse!


Chorus.

Double, ay, threefold curse.


Xerxes.

Joyful to foes, to us despair.


Chorus.

Maimed prowess we lament.


Xerxes.

Naked of escort I, and bare.


Chorus.

Through the disasters of thy friends at sea.


Xerxes. Strophe VI.

Weep, weep our loss, and to the palace go.


Chorus.

Alas! Alas! Woe! Woe!


Xerxes.

Responsive cries intone.


Chorus.

An ill bequest of ill to ill. 1020


Xerxes.

Wail forth thy cadence shrill.