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Apollodorus, Library and Epitome (ed. Sir James George Frazer) 20 0 Browse Search
Pausanias, Description of Greece 20 0 Browse Search
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams) 6 0 Browse Search
Euripides, Phoenissae (ed. E. P. Coleridge) 6 0 Browse Search
Aeschylus, Prometheus Bound (ed. Herbert Weir Smyth, Ph. D.) 4 0 Browse Search
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. John Dryden) 4 0 Browse Search
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Arthur Golding) 4 0 Browse Search
Sophocles, Trachiniae (ed. Sir Richard Jebb) 2 0 Browse Search
P. Ovidius Naso, Metamorphoses (ed. Brookes More) 2 0 Browse Search
T. Maccius Plautus, Persa, or The Persian (ed. Henry Thomas Riley) 2 0 Browse Search
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Euripides, Phoenissae (ed. E. P. Coleridge), line 103 (search)
h of many horses, many arms. Antigone Are the gates barred, and the brazen bolts fitted into Amphion's walls of stone? Old servant Never fear! All is safe within the town. But see the first one, if you want to know him. Antigone Who is that one with the white crest, who marches before the army, lightly bearing on his arm a shield all of bronze? Old servant A captain, mistress. Antigone Who is he? Who is his family? Tell me his name, old man. Old servant He claims to be Mycenaean; by Lerna's streams he dwells, the lord Hippomedon. Antigone Ah, ah! How proud, how fearful to see, like an earth-born giant, with stars engraved on his shield, not resembling mortal race. Old servant Do you see the one crossing Dirce's stream? Antigone His armor is quite different. Who is that? Old servant Tydeus, the son of Oeneus, Aetolian battle-spirit in his breast. Antigone Is this the one, old man, who married a sister of Polyneices' wife? What a foreign look his armor has, half-barbarian!
Euripides, Phoenissae (ed. E. P. Coleridge), line 145 (search)
under truce, to fill your heart with joy. Antigone Who is that, old man, on his chariot, driving white horses? Old servant That, lady, is the prophet Amphiaraus; with him are the victims, earth's bloodthirsty streams. Antigone Daughter of the sun with dazzling zone, O moon, you circle of golden light, how quietly, with what restraint he drives, goading first one horse, then the other! But where is the one who utters those dreadful insults against this city? Old servant Capaneus? There he is, calculating how he may scale the towers, taking the measure of our walls up and down. Antigone O Nemesis, and roaring thunder-peals of Zeus and blazing lightning-bolts, oh! put to sleep his presumptuous boasting! This is the man who says he will give the Theban girls as captives of his spear to the women of Mycenae, to Lerna's trident, and the waters of Amymone, dear to Poseidon, when he has them enslaved. Never, never, Lady Artemis, golden-haired child of Zeus, may I endure that slavery.
Euripides, Phoenissae (ed. E. P. Coleridge), line 588 (search)
n my own house. Polyneices And keep more than your share? Eteocles Yes. Leave the country! Polyneices O altars of my fathers' gods— Eteocles Which you are here to destroy. Polyneices Hear me— Eteocles Who would hear you after you have marched against your fatherland? Polyneices And temples of the gods who ride on white horses— Eteocles And who hate you. Polyneices I am being driven from my country— Eteocles Yes, for you came to destroy it. Polyneices Unjustly, O gods! Eteocles Call on the gods at Mycenae, not here. Polyneices You have become unholy— Eteocles But I have not, like you, become my country's enemy. Polyneices By driving me out without my portion. Eteocles And I will kill you in addition. Polyneices O father, do you you hear what I am suffering? Eteocles Yes, and he hears what you are doing. Polyneices And you, mother? Eteocles It is not lawful for you to mention your mother. Polyneices O my city! Eteocles Go to Argos, and invoke the waters of Ler