Libation Bearers
Aeschylus
Aeschylus, Volume 2. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1926.
- Father, I call on you; side with your loved ones!
- And I in tears join my voice to his.
- And let all our company blend our voices to echo the prayer. Hear! Come to the light!
- Side with us against the foe!
- Ares will encounter Ares; Right will encounter Right.
- O you gods, judge rightly the plea of right!
- A shudder steals over me as I hear these prayers. Doom has long been waiting,
- but it will come in answer to those who pray.
- Ah, inbred trouble and bloody stroke of ruin striking a discord! Ah, lamentable and grievous sorrows!
- Ah, the unstaunched pain!
- Our house has a cure to heal these woes, a cure not from outside, from the hands of others, but from itself, by fierce, bloody strife.
- This hymn is for the gods beneath the earth.
- O you blessed powers below, hear this supplication of ours, and with a favorable will send forth to these children your aid for victory!
- O father, who perished by a death unbefitting a king,
- grant in answer to my prayer the lordship over your halls!