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Herodotus, The Histories (ed. A. D. Godley) | 464 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Pausanias, Description of Greece | 290 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Polybius, Histories | 244 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Thucydides, The Peloponnesian War | 174 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Diodorus Siculus, Library | 134 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Xenophon, Anabasis (ed. Carleton L. Brownson) | 106 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Euripides, Iphigenia in Aulis (ed. E. P. Coleridge) | 74 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Apollodorus, Library and Epitome (ed. Sir James George Frazer) | 64 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Isocrates, Speeches (ed. George Norlin) | 62 | 0 | Browse | Search |
Demosthenes, Speeches 11-20 | 58 | 0 | Browse | Search |
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Chorus
That murder wrought by the daughters of Danaus, which the rock of Argos keeps, was once the most famous and notorious in Hellas; but this has surpassed, has outrun those former horrors . . . for the unhappy son of Zeus.
I could tell of the murder done by Procne, mother of an only child, offered to the Muses; but you had three children, wretched parent, and all of them have you in your frenzy slain.
Alas! What groans or wails, what funeral dirge, or dance of death am I to raise?
Ah, ah! see, the bolted doors of the lofty palace are being rolled apart.
Ah me! see the wretched children lying before their unhappy father, who is sunk in dreadful slumber after shedding their blood.
Round him are bonds and cords, made fast with many knots about the body of Heracles, and lashed to the stone columns of his house.
Chorus
See, how like their father's sternly flash these children's eyes! Misfortune has not failed his children, nor yet has his comeliness been denied them. O Hellas! if you lose these, of what allies will you rob yourself!
Chorus
Then he went through the waves of heaving Euxine against the mounted host of Amazons dwelling round Maeotis, the lake that is fed by many a stream, having gathered to his standard all his friends from Hellas, to fetch the gold-embroidered raiment of the warrior queen, a deadly quest for a girdle. Hellas won those glorious spoils of the barbarian maid, and they are safe in Mycenae.
Chorus
Then he went through the waves of heaving Euxine against the mounted host of Amazons dwelling round Maeotis, the lake that is fed by many a stream, having gathered to his standard all his friends from Hellas, to fetch the gold-embroidered raiment of the warrior queen, a deadly quest for a girdle. Hellas won those glorious spoils of the barbarian maid, and they are safe in Mycenae.
Chorus
Alas alas! lament; the son of Zeus, flower of your city, is being cut down. Woe to you, Hellas! that will cast from you your benefactor, and destroy him as he dances in the shrill frenzy of Madness.
She is mounted on her chariot, the queen of sorrow and sighing, and is goading on her steeds, as if for outrage, the Gorgon child of Night, with a hundred hissing serpent-heads, Madness of the flashing eyes.
Soon has the god changed his good fortune; soon will his children breathe their last, slain by a father's hand.
Amphitryon
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Ah me! alas!
Chorus
O Zeus, unjust Vengeance, mad, relentless, will soon give your childless son up to misery.
Amphitryon
within
Alas, O house!
Chorus
The dance begins without the cymbals' crash, with no glad waving of the wine-god's staff—
Amphitryon
within
Woe to these halls!
Chorus
Toward bloodshed, and not to pour libations of Dionysus' grape.
Amphitryon
within
O children, make haste to fly!
Chorus
That is the chant of death, of