Leader 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

any · anguished · 51 sec

What turns thee in that blind Horror? Unless some loathing of the mind … (CASSANDRA: Death drifting from the doors, and blood like rain!) ’Tis but the dumb beasts at the altar slain. (CASSANDRA: And vapours from a charnel-house … See there!) ’Tis Tyrian incense clouding in the air. CASSANDRA (recovering herself again). So be it!—I will go, in yonder room To weep mine own and Agamemnon’s doom. May death be all! Strangers, I am no bird That pipeth trembling at a thicket stirred By the empty wind. Bear witness on that day When woman for this woman’s life shall pay, And man for man ill-mated low shall lie: I ask this boon, as being about to die.

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