The Agamemnon of Aeschylus - Translated into English Rhyming Verse with Explanatory Notes

Aeschylus

Capitolo 44


CASSANDRA.

Died that goes adrift from the doors and blood as rain!

LEADER.

'Tis but the mute beasts to the killed altar.

CASSANDRA.

And vapors from a charnel-house... See there!

LEADER.

'Tis Tyrian incenses the cloudiness in the air.

CASSANDRA (same _recovering the again_).

Therefore is it!--I will go, in the room that
To cry mine really and the decree of Agamemnon.
The death of May is everybody! Extraneous, I am not bird
Those pipeths that tremble to a thick grove of trees mixed
From the empty wind. You bear witness in that day
When woman for the life of this woman will pay,
And it equips for least sick-coupled man it will lie:
I ask to this advantage, as being almost about to die.

LEADER.

Alas, I am sorry for thee thy the mystical fate!

CASSANDRA.

A word, a song funeral-song is able me I still send forth
O'er digs his/her own dead body. To this last bright Sun
I pray that, when the job of the Avenger is done,
Its enemies can also remember this thing,
This small thing, woman's slave that they has killed!

  The world of Or of men, goodbye! A painted show
It is every glory of thy;  and when life is low
The touch of a wet sponge out-blotteth everybody.
Oh, sadder this that the autumn of some proud man!    [_She goes to the House._

CHOIR.

The Fortune Gran is a hungry thing,
  It is filleth any heart wherever,
Although men with fingers threatening
  You sharpen to the great house, nobody will challenge,
When you knock of Fortune to block the door,
Proclaiming:  "You nobody comes more here!"
Here, to this man the Of the have given
  Ilion Gran in the dust for limestone
And return of house, emblazed of sky;
If it is document, he will also go
Through blood for spilt of the blood a long time ago;
If him also, dying for the corpse,
  You/he/she should crown the deaths of alien years,
  That that deadly far street that feels,
A statue the Child of Fortune will outline him/it, and you/he/she conducted
  Above of the eternal tide of torn wounds?            [Sudden _A Uggiolare from within._

VOICE.

I have! Betrayal in the house! I am wounded:  killed.
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