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    The Eumenides
    The Eumenides
    The Eumenides
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    The Eumenides

    By Aeschylus

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    Aeschylus was an ancient Greek tragedian who is often considered to be the father of tragedy.  Aeschylus was one of only three ancient tragedians whose plays have survived.  This edition of The Eumenides includes a table of contents.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCharles River Editors
    Release dateMar 22, 2018
    ISBN9781531284626
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      The Eumenides - Aeschylus

      THE EUMENIDES

      ..................

      Aeschylus

      KYPROS PRESS

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      Copyright © 2016 by Aeschylus

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      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      The Eumenides

      Characters in the Play

      SCENE: Before the temple of APOLLO at Delphi.

      THE EUMENIDES

      ..................

      Translated by E.D.A. Morshead

      CHARACTERS IN THE PLAY

      THE PYTHIAN PRIESTESS

      APOLLO

      ORESTES

      THE GHOST OF CLYTEMNESTRA

      CHORUS OF FURIES

      ATHENA

      ATTENDANTS OF ATHENA

      TWELVE ATHENIAN CITIZENS

      The Eumenides

      SCENE: BEFORE THE TEMPLE OF APOLLO AT DELPHI.

      (The PYTHIAN PRIESTESS enters and approaches the doors of the temple.)

      The pythian priestess

      First, in this prayer, of all the gods I name

      The prophet-mother Earth; and Themis next,

      Second who sat — for so with truth is said —

      On this her mother’s shrine oracular.

      Then by her grace, who unconstrained allowed,

      There sat thereon another child of Earth —

      Titanian Phoebe. She, in after time,

      Gave o’er the throne, as birthgift to a god,

      Phoebus, who in his own bears Phoebe’s name.

      He from the lake and ridge of Delos’ isle

      Steered to the port of Pallas’ Attic shores,

      The home of ships; and thence he passed and came

      Unto this land and to Pamassus’ shrine.

      And at his side, with awe revering him,

      There went the children of Hephaestus’ seed,

      The hewers of the sacred way, who tame

      The stubborn tract that erst was wilderness.

      And all this folk, and Delphos, chieftain-king

      Of this their land, with honour gave him home;

      And in his breast Zeus set a prophet’s soul,

      And gave to him this throne, whereon he sits,

      Fourth prophet of the shrine, and, Loxias hight,

      Gives voice to that which Zeus his sire decrees.

      Such gods I name in my preluding prayer,

      And after them, I call with honour due

      On Pallas, wardress of the fane, and Nymphs

      Who dwell around the rock Corycian,

      Where in the hollow cave, the wild birds’ haunt,

      Wander the feet of lesser gods; and there,

      Right well I know it, Bromian Bacchus dwells,

      Since he in godship led his Maenad host,

      Devising death for Pentheus, whom they rent

      Piecemeal, as hare among the hounds. And last,

      I call on Pleistus’ springs, Poseidon’s might,

      And Zeus most high, the great Accomplisher.

      Then as a seeress to the sacred chair

      I pass and sit; and may the powers divine

      Make this mine entrance fruitful in response

      Beyond each former advent, triply blest.

      And if there stand without, from Hellas bound,

      Men seeking oracles, let each

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