She left among her people the stir and clamorof shields and of spearheads,the ships to sail and the armor.She took to Ilium her dowry, death.She stepped forth lightly between the gatesdaring beyond all daring. And the prophetsabout the great house wept aloud and spoke:"Alas, alas for the house and for the champions,alas for the bed signed with their love together.Here now is silence, scorned, unreproachful.The agony of his loss is clear before us.Longing for her who lies beyond the seahe shall see a phantom queen in his household.Her images in their beautyare bitterness to her lord nowwhere in the emptiness of eyesall passion has faded."
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Agamemnon - V:405
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