Aeschylus Fate Poems
- 1. The Appointed Time
Yet though a man gets many wounds in breast,
He dieth not, unless the appointed time,
The limit of his life's span, coincide;
Nor does the man who by the hearth at home
- 2. Song Of The Furies
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.
- 3. A Prayer For Artemis
Though Zeus plan all things right,
Yet is his heart's desire full hard to trace;
- 4. The Sacrifice Of Iphigenia
Now long and long from wintry Strymon blew
The weary, hungry, anchor-straining blasts,
The winds that wandering seamen dearly rue,
Nor spared the cables worn and groaning masts;
- 5. The Complaint Of Prometheus
O holy Aether, and swift-winged Winds,
And River-wells, and laughter innumerous