... ancient blinded vengeance and the wrong that amendeth wrong. Every wrong is justly punished yet, as the world goes, every punishment becomes a new ...
... lyrics in Greek tragedy and even of the tragic myths themselves and recent writers have shown how the same idea touches the very heart of the traditional ...
... anguish lonely, eddying wide,. Great wings like oars in the waste of sky,. Their task gone from them, no more to keep. Watch o'er the vulture ...
... wingd Hounds she hates,. Which tore in the Trembler's body the unborn beast. And Artemis abhorreth the eagles' feast.. Sorrow, sing sorrow: but ...
... base desire, which brings grief hereafter,. Yea, and itself is grief. So this man hardened to his own child's slaying,. As help to avenge ...
... man that went. Armour and dust of burning. (_The return of the funeral urns the murmurs of the People._). And the gold-changer, Ares, who changeth ...
... I tell the sick toil of the day,. The evil nights, scant decks ill-blanketed. The rage and cursing when our daily bread. Came not. And then ...
... sheep by a devil herded, passed away. And when the blessd Sun upraised his head,. We saw the Aegean waste a-foam with dead,. Dead men, dead ...
... in smoke that City tells her tale. The wrack-wind liveth, and where Ilion died. The reek of the old fatness of her pride. From hot and writhing ...
... free from any chain. These be my words to greet him home again. No god shall grudge them. Surely I and thou. Have suffered in time past enough. ...
... own. Sorrows. That power abides when all is gone. CASSANDRA. Apollo, Apollo. Light of all that is. Mine enemy. Where hast thou led me. . Ha. ...
... near me as I go,. Tracking the evil things of long ago,. And bear me witness. For this roof, there clings. Music about it, like a choir which ...
... woman. Slay a strong and armd man. . What fangd reptile like to her doth creep. Some serpent amphisbene, some Skylla, deep. Housed in the rock, ...
... was dreamed of long ago. A thing of ancient hate. 'Twas very slow. In coming, but it came. And here I stand. Even where I struck, with all ...
... on Helen turn thy wrath aside,. The Slayer of Men, the face which hath destroyed. Its thousand Danaan souls, and wrought a wide. Wound ...
... is fulfilled,. Thou shalt not 'scape-so my heart presageth-The. day of cursing and the hurld death. AIGISTHOS. How, thou poor oarsman of ...
... |. - |. | | |. Agamemnon Menelaus Aigisthos. (= Clytemnestra) ...
... mind, but that his art was not yet sufficiently developed to make them all clear and explicit. She is in suspense does Agamemnon know her guilt or not. ...
... fallen far astray]-Because they had said what _man_. P. 56, l. 1265, These wreathed bands, this staff of prophesy.]-Cf.Trojan Women ll. 451 ...
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