The Tragedies of Aeschylos: The Persians. The seven who fought against Thebes. Prometheus bound. The suppliants. Fragments. Appendix of rhymed choruses

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Strahan & Company, 1868
 

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Page 129 - they who through fear of death are all their lifetime subject to bondage.
Page 168 - With other words attempt To counsel and persuade, And I will hear: for now Thou hast this word thrust in That we may never bear. How dost thou bid me train My soul to baseness vile? With him I will endure Whatever is decreed. Traitors I've learned to hate, Nor is there any plague That more than this I loathe.
Page 141 - Wherewith they ward the attacks of sickness sore. I gave them many modes of prophecy; And I first taught them what dreams needs must prove True visions, and made known the ominous sounds Full hard to know; and tokens by the way, And flights of taloned birds I clearly marked — Those on the right propitious to mankind, And those sinister — and what form of life They each maintain, and what their enmities Each with the other, and their loves and friendships; And of the inward parts the plumpness...
Page 122 - The present and the oncoming pang I wail, as I search out The place and hour when end of all these ills Shall dawn on me at last. What say I ? All too clearly I foresee The things that come, and nought of pain shall be By me unlooked-for ; but I needs must bear My destiny as best I may, knowing well The might resistless of Necessity.
Page 122 - Thou firmament of God, and swift-winged winds, Ye springs of rivers, and of ocean waves That smile innumerous! Mother of us all, 0 Earth, and Sun's all-seeing eye, behold, 1 pray, what I a god from gods endure. Behold in what foul case I for ten thousand years Shall struggle in my woe In these unseemly chains. Such doom the new-made Monarch of the Blest Hath now devised for me. Woe, woe ! The present and...
Page 133 - It is thy wont thy neighbours' minds to school Far better than thine own. From deeds, not words, I draw my proof. But do not draw me back When I am hasting on, for lo! I deem, I deem that Zeus will grant this boon to me, That I should free thee from these woes of thine.
Page 232 - O Death the Healer, scorn thou not, I pray, To come to me : of cureless ills thou art The one physician. Pain lays not its touch Upon a corpse.
Page 119 - ... can loose, to this lone height, Where thou shalt know nor voice nor face of man, But scorching in the hot blaze of the Sun, Shalt lose thy skin's fair beauty. Thou shalt long For starry-mantled night to hide day's sheen, For sun to melt the rime of early dawn ; And evermore the weight of present ill Shall wear thee down. Unborn as yet is he Who shall release thee : this the fate thou gain'st As due reward for thy philanthropy.
Page 129 - ... divers Gods He divers gifts distributed, and his realm Began to order. But of mortal men He took no heed, but purposed utterly To crush their race and plant another new ; And, I excepted, none dared cross his will; But I did dare, and mortal men I freed From passing on to Hades thunder-stricken; And therefore am I bound beneath these woes, Dreadful to suffer, pitiable to see : And, I, who in my pity thought of men More than myself, have not been worthy deemed To gain like favour, but all ruthlessly...

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