Clytemnestra Monologue from The Agamemnon of Aeschylus Translated into English Rhyming Verse with Explanatory Notes

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

female · dark · 1:14 min

And heark what Oath-gods gather to my side! By my dead child’s Revenge, now satisfied, By Mortal Blindness, by all Powers of Hell Which Hate, to whom in sacrifice he fell, My Hope shall walk not in the house of Fear, While on my hearth one fire yet burneth clear, One lover, one Aigisthos, as of old! What should I fear, when fallen here I hold This foe, this scorner of his wife, this toy And fool of each Chryseis under Troy; And there withal his soothsayer and slave, His chanting bed-fellow, his leman brave, Who rubbed the galleys’ benches at his side. But, oh, they had their guerdon as they died! For he lies thus, and she, the wild swan’s way, Hath trod her last long weeping roundelay, And lies, his lover, ravisht o’er the main For his bed’s comfort and my deep disdain.

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