Artaxerxes, Act I: No. 4, Air: “Behold, On Lethe’S Dismal Strand”

ARTABANES: 
Behold, on Lethe's dismal strand 
Thy father's troubled spirit stand!
In his face, what grief profound
See, he rolls his haggard eyes
Hark! Revenge! Revenge he cries
And points to his still bleeding wound
Obey the call, revenge his death
And calm his soul that gave thee breath
(Exit with Guards)