Agamemnon
Aeschylus
Aeschylus. The poetical works of Robert Browning, Volume 13. Browning, Robert, translator; Berdoe, Edward, editor. London: Smith, Elder and Co., 1889.
- For Puthian oracles, thy speech, and hard too.
- Papai: what fire this! and it comes upon me!
- Ototoi, Lukeion Apollon, ah me — me!
- She, the two-footed lioness that sleeps with
- The wolf, in absence of the generous lion,
- Kills me the unhappy one: and as a poison
- Brewing, to put my price too in the anger,
- She vows, against her mate this weapon whetting
- To pay him back the bringing me, with slaughter.
- Why keep I then these things to make me laughed at,
- Both wands and, round my neck, oracular fillets?
- Thee, at least, ere my own fate will I ruin:
- Go, to perdition falling! Boons exchange we —
- Some other Até in my stead make wealthy!
- See there — himself, Apollon stripping from me
- The oracular garment! having looked upon me
- — Even in these adornments, laughed by friends at,
- As good as foes, i’ the balance weighed: and vainly —
- For, called crazed stroller, — as I had been gipsy,
- Beggar, unhappy, starved to death, — I bore it.