Agamemnon
Aeschylus
Aeschylus. The poetical works of Robert Browning, Volume 13. Browning, Robert, translator; Berdoe, Edward, editor. London: Smith, Elder and Co., 1889.
- Now, lucky be deliverance from these labours,
- At good news — the appearing dusky fire!
- O hail, thou lamp of night, a day-long lightness
- Revealing, and of dances the ordainment!
- Halloo, halloo!
- To Agamemnon’s wife I show, by shouting,
- That, from bed starting up at once, i’ the household
- Joyous acclaim, good-omened to this torch-blaze,
- She send aloft, if haply Ilion’s city
- Be taken, as the beacon boasts announcing.
- Ay, and, for me, myself will dance a prelude,
- For, that my masters’ dice drop right, I’ll reckon:
- Since thrice-six has it thrown to me, this signal.
- Well, may it hap that, as he comes, the loved hand
- O’ the household’s lord I may sustain with this hand!
- As for the rest, I’m mute: on tongue a big ox
- Has trodden. Yet this House, if voice it take should,
- Most plain would speak. So, willing I myself speak
- To those who know: to who know not — I’m blankness.
- The tenth year this, since Priamos’ great match,