The tragedies of Sophocles, tr. into Engl. verse. By T. Dale1824 |
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... tion was disregarded or forgotten , and Jocasta became the mother of a son , predestined , ere his birth , to be the murderer of his father . Though deterred by the natural yearnings of maternal tenderness from B 2 OEDIPUS TYRANNUS. ...
... tion was disregarded or forgotten , and Jocasta became the mother of a son , predestined , ere his birth , to be the murderer of his father . Though deterred by the natural yearnings of maternal tenderness from B 2 OEDIPUS TYRANNUS. ...
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... mothers , in th'untimely birth , The struggling throes sustain . Swift as the wild bird's rapid flight , Or flames that flash through circling night , Unnumbered spectres sink , a joyless train , To the dark shores of Pluto's dreary ...
... mothers , in th'untimely birth , The struggling throes sustain . Swift as the wild bird's rapid flight , Or flames that flash through circling night , Unnumbered spectres sink , a joyless train , To the dark shores of Pluto's dreary ...
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... mother's curse , With fearful stride expel thee from the land ; Now blest with sight , then , plunged in endless gloom . Ere long what shore shall not attest thy cries ? How will they echo from Citharon's ' brow , When thou shalt learn ...
... mother's curse , With fearful stride expel thee from the land ; Now blest with sight , then , plunged in endless gloom . Ere long what shore shall not attest thy cries ? How will they echo from Citharon's ' brow , When thou shalt learn ...
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... mother , " and is synonymous with quapos ; if used actively , it denotes a man who has children by the same woman who had children by another person referred to . The present translator , in common with his predecessors , feels and ...
... mother , " and is synonymous with quapos ; if used actively , it denotes a man who has children by the same woman who had children by another person referred to . The present translator , in common with his predecessors , feels and ...
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... expectation raised ; to whom more dear Could I confide my fortunes , than to thee ? My sire was Polybus , fair Corinth's Lord , My mother Merope , of Doric race ; I , too , was counted noblest of the state CEDIPUS TYRANNUS . 57.
... expectation raised ; to whom more dear Could I confide my fortunes , than to thee ? My sire was Polybus , fair Corinth's Lord , My mother Merope , of Doric race ; I , too , was counted noblest of the state CEDIPUS TYRANNUS . 57.
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Ęgisthus Ęschylus Ajax ANTIGONE ANTISTROPHE arms art thou Atreus aught bear behold blood Cambridge canst charge CHORUS Chry CHRYSOTHEMIS Clytemnestra Creon curse dare dark daughter dead death deed deem DEIANIRA doom dost thou doth dread e'en Edipus Elec Electra Euripides Eurytus fate father fear friends Gods guilty hand hapless hast thou hate hath hear Heaven hence Herc hither honour ills ISMENE Jocasta Jove King know'st Laius Lord mayst misery monarch mortal mother murderer ne'er Neop NEOPTOLEMUS never nought o'er Orestes pangs Philoctetes pity Polybus Polynices prayer reverence shalt shame sire Sophocles sorrow soul speak stranger STROPHE tale TECMESSA tell Teucer Thebes thee Theseus thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou wilt thy words thyself TIRESIAS toil tomb Ulys Ulysses unhappy vengeance wherefore wild wilt thou woes wouldst thou wrath wretch
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Page 251 - Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them : they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.
Page 371 - Thus saith the Lord , Hast thou killed , and also taken possession ? And thou shalt speak unto him, saying, Thus saith the Lord, In the place where dogs licked the blood of Naboth shall dogs lick thy blood, even thine.
Page 213 - Ille dapes laudet mensae brevis, ille salubrem Justitiam legesque et apertis otia portis ; Ille tegat commissa deosque precetur et oret, *» Ut redeat miseris, abeat fortuna superbis.
Page 117 - Sepv&v eSpav teal %ev6<rracnv, 90), amid thunderings, lightnings, and earthquakes, as signs from heaven (a-rjAs the company of aged men draw near, who constitute the chorus, Oedipus screens himself in the thickest of the grove ; and they, as they search for him, sing with trembling voice...
Page 243 - Concede that name to hers, if from this crime She shall escape unpunished. Though she spring From our own sister, she shall not evade A shameful death. Ant. And welcome! Whence could I Obtain a holier praise than by committing My brother to the tomb ? These, too, I know Would all approve the action, but that fear Curbs their free thoughts to base and servile silence ; But 'tis the noble privilege of tyrants To say and do whate'er their lordly will, Their only law, may prompt. Cr. Of all the Thebans...
Page 178 - Who can think one thing, and another tell, My soul detests him as the gates of hell : — siitog that is, I hate him as death, or I hate him mortally.
Page 249 - Labdacus! arising from the dead With fresh despair ; nor sires from sons efface The curse some angry power hath rivetted For ever on thy destined line! Once more a cheering radiance seemed to shine O'er the last relic of thy name ;— This, too, the Powers of Darkness claim, Cut off by Hell's keen scythe, combined With haughty words unwise, and frenzy of the mind.
Page 81 - I wilt thou not be silent? (Ed. Reprove him not, old man, for thine own words, Far more than his, demand a stern reprover. Herd. I did : — Oh, had that moment been my last! (Ed. This shall be, if thou wilt not speak the truth. Herd. And if I speak it, I am trebly lost. (Ed. This man, it seems, still struggles to elude us. ' Herd. No, I confessed long since I gave the child. (Ed. And whence received ? thine own, or from another ? Herd. No, not mine own ; I from another's hand Bare him. (Ed. And...
Page 69 - ... and gone. (Ed. Died he by treason, or the chance of sickness? Cor. Slight ills dismiss the aged to their rest. (Ed. Then by disease, it seems, the monarch died. Cor. And bowed beneath a withering weight of years. (Ed. Ha ! is it thus ? Then, lady, who would heed The Pythian shrine oracular, or birds Clanging in air, by whose vain auspices I was fore-doomed the murderer of my father? In the still silence of the tomb he sleeps. While I am here — the fatal sword untouched, Unless he languished...
Page 241 - I perish ere th' allotted term, I deem that death a blessing. Who that lives, Like me, encompassed by unnumbered ills, But would account it blessedness to die ? If then I meet the doom thy laws assign, It nothing grieves me. Had I left my brother, From...