A poem by Aeschylus (c. 525 – c. 456 Before Christ )
Up and lead the dance of Fate!
Lift the song that mortals hate!
Tell what rights are ours on earth,
Over all of human birth.
Swift of foot to avenge are we!
He whose hands are clean and pure,
Naught our wrath to dread hath he;
Calm his cloudless days endure.
But the man that seeks to hide
Like him (1), his gore-bedewèd hands,
Witnesses to them that died,
The blood avengers at his side,
The Furies’ troop forever stands.
O’er our victim come begin!
Come, the incantation sing,
Frantic all and maddening,
To the heart a brand of fire,
The Furies’ hymn,
That which claims the senses dim,
Tuneless to the gentle lyre,
Withering the soul within.
The pride of all of human birth,
All glorious in the eye of day,
Dishonored slowly melts away,
Trod down and trampled to the earth,
Whene’er our dark-stoled troop advances,
Whene’er our feet lead on the dismal dances.
For light our footsteps are,
And perfect is our might,
Awful remembrances of guilt and crime,
Implacable to mortal prayer,
Far from the gods, unhonored, and heaven’s light,
We hold our voiceless dwellings dread,
All unapproached by living or by dead.
What mortal feels not awe,
Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime,
Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,
Might never yet of its due honors fail,
Though ‘neath the earth our realm in unsunned regions pale.
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- When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water by Rabindranath Tagore
- Robert Burns: Talk Of Him That’s Far Awa:
- The ravings which my enemy uttered I heard within my heart by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Новелла Матвеева – Двое (Баллада)
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For William Nicol, Of The High School, Edinburgh:
- Grandeur Of Ghosts by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Fascination Of What’s Difficult by William Butler Yeats
- Tip tap RAIN by Neelam Sinha
- In Prison by William Morris
- Meaning of silence-ness.
- Sarah Cynthia Slyvia Stout Would Not Take The Garbage Out by Shel Silverstein
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Николай Карамзин – Послание к женщинам
- Николай Карамзин – Послание к Александру Алексеевичу Плещееву
- Николай Карамзин – Покой и слава
- Николай Карамзин – Меланхолия
- Николай Карамзин – Любовь и дружба
- Николай Карамзин – Луизе в день ее рождения 13 генваря, при вручении ей подарка
- Николай Карамзин – Куплеты из одной сельской комедии, игранной благородными любителями театра
- Николай Карамзин – Клятва и преступление
- Николай Карамзин – К версальским садам
- Николай Карамзин – К соловью
- Николай Карамзин – К самому себе
- Николай Карамзин – К портрету Ломоносова
- Николай Карамзин – К неверной
- Николай Карамзин – К милости
- Николай Карамзин – К Лиле
- Николай Карамзин – К Эмилии
- Николай Карамзин – К Дмитриеву (Многие барды, лиру настроив)
- Николай Карамзин – К бедному поэту
- Николай Карамзин – К Алине на смерть ее супруга
- Николай Карамзин – Из письма к И. И. Дмитриеву (Но что же скажем мы о времени прошедшем)
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Aeschylus (525 Before Christ to 456 B.C.) was an ancient Greek author of Greek tragedy, and is often described as the father of tragedy. Academics’ knowledge of the genre begins with his work, and understanding of earlier Greek tragedy is largely based on inferences made from reading his surviving plays. According to Aristotle, he expanded the number of characters in the theatre and allowed conflict among them.