Cassandra: O Mother, fill mine hair with happy flowers,
And speed me forth. Yea, if my spirit cowers,
Drive me with wrath! So liveth
A bloodier bride than ever Helen was
Go I to Agamemnon, Lord most high
Of Hellas! … I shall kill him, mother; I
Shall kill him, and lay waste his house with fire
As he laid ours. My brethren and my sire
Shall win again.

{ A playlist for the forgotten daughter of Troy. }

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