Supplices

Aeschylus

Aeschylus, Volume 1. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1922.

  1. Do not leave me forlorn, I implore you, father. A woman abandoned to herself is nothing. There is no Ares in her.
  1. They are of evil mind, and guileful of purpose, with impure hearts, thinking no more of altars than carrion birds.