Capitolo 11
And from the heap tall-accumulated of faded furze
Turned on the new signal and he/she offered the communication on.
Then the strong light, flown far and he/she anchors the undimmed,
Shot Thro' the sky above of Asopus clearly,
Bright as the moon, and on the steeple of Cithaeron
Waked up again another clock to fly fire.
And there the sentinels that any crumb has disowned,
But it sent doubled on, the hest of flame--
Rapid hit the light, the bay of Gorgopis on,
To the mountain of Aegiplanctus, and he/she offered the peak
Don't fail him before ordinance of fire.
And as a dripping long beard in the wind,
Full-fed with combustible, it roared and it of gnawed the blaze,
And burning before, it shone above the head,
Under of what it shines the bay of Saronic,
And for this motive leapts turn on to the peak of Arachne,
The clock of mountain that reputes our city.
For this motive to th' the roof of Atrides--in lineage correctly,
A bright posterity of the fire of Ida.
Sped from stage to stage, carried out then to turn,
You blaze after flame along the orderly course,,
And here! the last to go to all speed' on his/her way
Seen the end before, and it burns to the destination.
It is Troy it is ta'en, and from this signal my gentleman
The history tells me, and ye has learned my word.
CHOIR
To sky, the queen of Or, desire me the upraise new song:
But, wouldst you once more you speak, me fains would feel
From first to last the wonder of the history.
CLYTEMNESTRA
You think her--this a lot of morning--the Greek in Troy,
Be strong therein the voice of absolute moan!
Inside a vinegar of downpour of cup and oil,
And glance! unblent, unreconciled that they wages war.
Then in the double problem of the conflict
You mix the winner cries, the captives' the complaint.
For all the it conquered the sword you/he/she has saved who
You grab on crying--some to a killed brother,
Some childish to the form of a father of nursing,
And it groans they loved him and lost, the time their neck
Arcs down already 'the neath the imprisoned chain.
And here! the winners, the struggle is now made,