and you keep making that sound, it's not
musical.
Like the nightingale who wails her lost
child, you're inexhaustibly wild.
Sorrow this, sorrow that.
sorrow this, sorrow that.
Aeschylus (trans. Anne Carson), from An Oresteia; “Agamemnon”
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