Aeschyli EumenidesMacmillan, 1853 - 143 pages |
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... blood , and in his right a sword , And in his left an olive's topmost spray , Deck'd with a fillet of white glistening wool . Thus far I mark'd , and can distinctly speak . In front of him , ye gods ! a fearful troop Of sleeping ...
... blood , and in his right a sword , And in his left an olive's topmost spray , Deck'd with a fillet of white glistening wool . Thus far I mark'd , and can distinctly speak . In front of him , ye gods ! a fearful troop Of sleeping ...
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... blood ; On hallow'd ground an everlasting stain Shall mark the spot where foul Pollution stood . Degenerate God ! for this did Heav'n's command Yield thee the keys of this time - honour'd pile , That thou with Guilt shouldst follow hand ...
... blood ; On hallow'd ground an everlasting stain Shall mark the spot where foul Pollution stood . Degenerate God ! for this did Heav'n's command Yield thee the keys of this time - honour'd pile , That thou with Guilt shouldst follow hand ...
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... blood . APOLLO . O monstrous reasoning , that turns to scorn The nuptial pledges of Imperial Zeus , And makes a cipher of the Queen of Love , To whom all human passions minister : — Know that the marriage contract , rightly kept With ...
... blood . APOLLO . O monstrous reasoning , that turns to scorn The nuptial pledges of Imperial Zeus , And makes a cipher of the Queen of Love , To whom all human passions minister : — Know that the marriage contract , rightly kept With ...
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... clasp thine image . Here I stand , And trust the sequel of my fate to thee . [ He embraces the image of the Goddess . Enter CHORUS . LEADER . Soho : -we've open'd on his trail anew : ( v . 226–235 . ) Blood , blood , I smell ' t : -follow.
... clasp thine image . Here I stand , And trust the sequel of my fate to thee . [ He embraces the image of the Goddess . Enter CHORUS . LEADER . Soho : -we've open'd on his trail anew : ( v . 226–235 . ) Blood , blood , I smell ' t : -follow.
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Aeschylus Bernard Drake. Blood , blood , I smell ' t : -follow the voiceless clew . As hounds a wounded roebuck in a wood , So hunt we out our prey by scent of blood . Pants my bosom with fatigue : Over many a weary league Have I sped ...
Aeschylus Bernard Drake. Blood , blood , I smell ' t : -follow the voiceless clew . As hounds a wounded roebuck in a wood , So hunt we out our prey by scent of blood . Pants my bosom with fatigue : Over many a weary league Have I sped ...