Heracleidae
Euripides
Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. I. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1906.
- Men must fight; and thou must look to them.
- And what if thou art slain? what safety shall I find?
- Thy son’s surviving children will care for thee.
- Suppose they meet with some reverse? which Heaven forefend!
- These strangers will not give thee up, fear not.
- They are my last and only hope, I have no other.
- Zeus too, I feel sure, cares for thy sufferings.
- Ah! of Zeus will I never speak ill, but himself doth know, whether he is just to me.
- Lo! here thou seest a full coat of mail; make haste to case thyself therein; for the strife is nigh, and bitterly doth Ares loathe loiterers; but if thou fear the weight of the armour, go for the present without it, and in the ranks
- do on this gear; meantime will I carry it.
- Well said! keep the harness ready to my hand, put a spear within my grasp, and support me on the left side, guiding my steps.
- Am I to lead this warrior like a child?
- To save the omen, we must go without stumbling.
- Would thy power to act were equal to thy zeal!
- Hasten; I shall feel it grievously, if I am too late for the battle.
- ’Tis thou who art slow, not I, though thou fanciest thou art doing wonders.
- Dost not mark how swift my steps are hasting?
- I mark more seeming than reality in thy haste.
- Thou wilt tell a different tale when thou seest me there.
- What shall I see thee do? I wish thee all success, at any rate.