Aeschylus' AGAMEMNON Complete

Translated by E. Morshead.

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(antistrophe 2)

But blood of man once spilled,
Once at his feet shed forth, and darkening the plain,-
Nor chant nor charm can call it back again.
So Zeus hath willed:

Else had he spared the leech Asclepius, skilled
To bring man from the dead: the hand divine
Did smite himself with death-a warning and a sign-

Ah me! if Fate, ordained of old,
Held not the will of gods constrained, controlled,
Helpless to us-ward, and apart-
Swifter than speech my heart
Had poured its presage out!
Now, fretting, chafing in the dark of doubt,
'Tis hopeless to unfold
Truth, from fear's tangled skein; and, yearning to proclaim

Its thought, my soul is prophecy and flame.
(Clytemnestra comes out of the palace and addresses Cassandra, who has remained motionless in her chariot.)

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