Suppliant Maidens and Other Plays

Aeschylus

Capitolo 35

      The mighty one, the river that life-gives,
    Nilus, the quickener of field and fold!
    Alack, Or it produces, to the shrine I grab on me--
  This earth's shrine from that mine that ancient line has jumped!

HERALD OF AEGYPTUS

  Shrines, shrines, forsooth!--the ship, the ship is shrine!
  On board, perforce and want-ye the nill-ye, go!
      Or e'er from hands of mine
  Ye suffers worse from torments and blows on hit.

CHOIR

      Alack, God concession that those hands can strive in vain
        With the salt-dripping wave,
      When 'the gainst the wide-without breath damages thy they bark it will extend
  To round off the head of Sarpedon the grave of treach'rous of the bench of sand.

HERALD OF AEGYPTUS

  Acute Ye and cries to that that of the that yes are able,
  Ye is not able I jump from out the barking of Aegyptus,
  As bitterly soe'er yes groan Your pain.

CHOIR

  Alack, alack mine badly!
  Stern is thy they express, thy vainglorious and strong noise.
  Thy produces, the mighty Nilus, drives now thee from
  Turning to death and thy of the decree the avid violence!

HERALD OF AEGYPTUS

  Rapid to the vase of the double bow,
  Quickly go! you leave that nobody lingers, other this hand
  Merciless it will throw her from Your tresses from now.

CHOIR

  Alack, father of Or! from the shrine
  Not the help but the agony it is mine.
  As a spider he walks to on all four and he grabs his/her prey,
  And he throws away me.
  A ghost of the obscurity, of the obscurity. Alas and alas! well-a-day!
  Earth of Or, Or my mother! Or Zeus, you king of the earth and his/her child!
  Turns of, new we beg thee, from us his/her clamour and wild threatenings!

HERALD OF AEGYPTUS

  Peace! I don't fear the divinities of this country.
  They raised neither my infancy nor mine the age.

CHOIR

  As a snakes that human beings he comes,
      he shivers and strip to my side;
  As an adder that the biteth the foot,
      its group on my doth of the meat bears.
  Earth of Or, Or my mother! Or Zeus, you the earth's king,
      and his/her child!
  Turns of, new we beg thee, from us his/her clamour
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