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Agam Agamemnon altar ANTISTBOPH Apollo Argive Argos Athena Athenian Atoss bear blood boast bring brought Chor Chorus Clytcem Comp counsel curse Dareios dark dead death deed did'st Dionysos doom dost doth dread dwell E'en earth Epimenides Erinnyes Eteoc Eumenides evil eyes fate father fear foes friends gainst gifts give Goddess Gods Greek grief guilt Hades hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven Hellas Hellenes herald Hermes Herod Herodotos Hesiod honour host Inachos Iphigeneia jEschylos King land libations look lord mighty mood mortal mother murder ne'er night nought o'er Okeanos oracles Orest Persians Plutarch poet pray prayer Prom Prometheus race Semi-Chor shalt ships shrine sire slain Sophocles sore soul speak speech STBOPH strength suppliant tears tell thee thine things thou thought Thyestes Troia true utter vengeance wail words wrath Xerxes Zeus
Page lxiii - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Page 130 - 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 110 - 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 104 - Of thine o'erlofty speech, nor art thou yet Humbled, nor yieldest to thy miseries, And fain wouldst add fresh evils unto these. But thou, if thou wilt take me as thy teacher, Wilt not kick out against the pricks; seeing well A monarch reigns who gives account to none. And now I go, and will an effort make, If I, perchance, may free thee from thy woes; Be still then, hush thy petulance of speech, Or knowest thou not, o'erclever as thou art, That idle tongues must still their forfeit pay? Prom. I envy...
Page 130 - Such words and thoughts from one Brain-stricken one may hear. What space divides his state From frenzy? What repose Hath he from maddened rage? But ye who pitying stand And share his bitter griefs, Quickly from hence depart, Lest the relentless roar Of thunder stun your soul.
Page 340 - 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 106 - The giant dweller of Kilikian caves, Dread portent, with his hundred hands, subdued By force, the mighty Typhon who arose 'Gainst all the gods, with sharp and dreadful jaws Hissing out slaughter, and from out his eyes There flashed the terrible brightness as of one Who would lay low the sovereignty of Zeus.
Page 19 - And straight with sweep of oars that flew through foam, They smote the loud waves at the boatswain's call; And swiftly all were manifest to sight. Then first their right wing moved in order meet; Next the whole line its forward course began, . And all at once we heard a mighty shout, — "O sons of Hellenes, forward, free your country; Free too your wives, your children, and the shrines Built to your fathers' gods, and holy tombs Your ancestors now rest in.
Page 187 - O Zeus— whate'er He be If that Name please Him well, By that on Him I call ; Weighing all other names I fail to guess Aught else but Zeus, if I would cast aside, Clearly, in...
Page 97 - Such doom the new-made Monarch of the Blest Hath now devised for me. Woe, woe! 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.