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Perished hath Persia's high estate.

Dost see this remnant of my warlike gear?

Yea, I behold.

This also—arrows that should hold?

What sayest saved hath been?

Casket for missiles keen.

Small rest of ample store.

None left to aid us more.

Ionia's people flee not from the spear.

Too warlike they! I've seen unlooked-for woe.

Wilt tell of flight and naval overthrow?

At this sad chance my robes I rent.