Apollo! O Apollo!
Chorus.
Why dost thou waft to Loxias?[f22] is he
A gloomy god that he should list sad tales?
ANTISTROPHE I.
Cassandra.
Ah! ah! woe’s me! woe! woe!
Apollo! O Apollo!
Chorus.
Again with evil-omened voice she cries
Upon the god least fit to wait on woe.