The Cyclops. A Satyric Drama Translated From The Greek Of Euripides Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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ULYSSES | A |
CHORUS OF SATYRS | A |
THE CYCLOPS | A |
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SILENUS | A |
O Bacchus what a world of toil both now | B |
And ere these limbs were overworn with age | C |
Have I endured for thee First when thou fled'st | D |
The mountain nymphs who nursed thee driven afar | E |
By the strange madness Juno sent upon thee | F |
Then in the battle of the Sons of Earth | G |
When I stood foot by foot close to thy side | H |
No unpropitious fellow combatant | I |
And driving through his shield my winged spear | J |
Slew vast Enceladus Consider now | B |
Is it a dream of which I speak to thee | F |
By Jove it is not for you have the trophies | A |
And now I suffer more than all before | K |
For when I heard that Juno had devised | L |
A tedious voyage for you I put to sea | F |
With all my children quaint in search of you | M |
And I myself stood on the beaked prow | B |
And fixed the naked mast and all my boys | A |
Leaning upon their oars with splash and strain | N |
Made white with foam the green and purple sea | F |
And so we sought you king We were sailing | O |
Near Malea when an eastern wind arose | A |
And drove us to this waste Aetnean rock | P |
The one eyed children of the Ocean God | Q |
The man destroying Cyclopses inhabit | R |
On this wild shore their solitary caves | A |
And one of these named Polypheme has caught us | A |
To be his slaves and so for all delight | S |
Of Bacchic sports sweet dance and melody | F |
We keep this lawless giant's wandering flocks | A |
My sons indeed on far declivities | A |
Young things themselves tend on the youngling sheep | T |
But I remain to fill the water casks | A |
Or sweeping the hard floor or ministering | O |
Some impious and abominable meal | U |
To the fell Cyclops I am wearied of it | V |
And now I must scrape up the littered floor | K |
With this great iron rake so to receive | W |
My absent master and his evening sheep | T |
In a cave neat and clean Even now I see | A |
My children tending the flocks hitherward | V |
Ha what is this are your Sicinnian measures | A |
Even now the same as when with dance and song | X |
You brought young Bacchus to Althaea's halls | A |
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NOTE | V |
waste B wild 'cf where waste is cancelled for wild' | V |
Locock | X |
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CHORUS OF SATYRS | A |
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STROPHE | W |
Where has he of race divine | Y |
Wandered in the winding rocks | A |
Here the air is calm and fine | Y |
For the father of the flocks | A |
Here the grass is soft and sweet | V |
And the river eddies meet | V |
In the trough beside the cave | W |
Bright as in their fountain wave | W |
Neither here nor on the dew | V |
Of the lawny uplands feeding | X |
Oh you come a stone at you | V |
Will I throw to mend your breeding | X |
Get along you horned thing | X |
Wild seditious rambling | X |
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EPODE | V |
An Iacchic melody | V |
To the golden Aphrodite | V |
Will I lift as erst did I | Z |
Seeking her and her delight | V |
With the Maenads whose white feet | V |
To the music glance and fleet | V |
Bacchus O beloved where | A2 |
Shaking wide thy yellow hair | A2 |
Wanderest thou alone afar | E |
To the one eyed Cyclops we | V |
Who by right thy servants are | E |
Minister in misery | V |
In these wretched goat skins clad | V |
Far from thy delights and thee | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Be silent sons command the slaves to drive | W |
The gathered flocks into the rock roofed cave | W |
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CHORUS | A |
Go But what needs this serious haste O father | B2 |
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SILENUS | A |
I see a Grecian vessel on the coast | V |
And thence the rowers with some general | C2 |
Approaching to this cave About their necks | A |
Hang empty vessels as they wanted food | V |
And water flasks Oh miserable strangers | A |
Whence come they that they know not what and who | V |
My master is approaching in ill hour | B2 |
The inhospitable roof of Polypheme | D2 |
And the Cyclopian jaw bone man destroying | X |
Be silent Satyrs while I ask and hear | E2 |
Whence coming they arrive the Aetnean hill | F2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Friends can you show me some clear water spring | X |
The remedy of our thirst Will any one | G2 |
Furnish with food seamen in want of it | V |
Ha what is this We seem to be arrived | V |
At the blithe court of Bacchus I observe | W |
This sportive band of Satyrs near the caves | A |
First let me greet the elder Hail | H2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Hail thou | B |
O Stranger tell thy country and thy race | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
The Ithacan Ulysses and the king | X |
Of Cephalonia | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Oh I know the man | G2 |
Wordy and shrewd the son of Sisyphus | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
I am the same but do not rail upon me | D2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Whence sailing do you come to Sicily | D2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
From Ilion and from the Trojan toils | A |
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SILENUS | A |
How touched you not at your paternal shore | K |
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ULYSSES | A |
The strength of tempests bore me here by force | A |
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SILENUS | A |
The self same accident occurred to me | D2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Were you then driven here by stress of weather | B2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Following the Pirates who had kidnapped Bacchus | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
What land is this and who inhabit it | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Aetna the loftiest peak in Sicily | D2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
And are there walls and tower surrounded towns | A |
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SILENUS | A |
There are not These lone rocks are bare of men | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
And who possess the land the race of beasts | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Cyclops who live in caverns not in houses | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Obeying whom Or is the state popular | B2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Shepherds no one obeys any in aught | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
How live they do they sow the corn of Ceres | A |
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SILENUS | A |
On milk and cheese and on the flesh of sheep | T |
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ULYSSES | A |
Have they the Bromian drink from the vine's stream | D2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Ah no they live in an ungracious land | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
And are they just to strangers hospitable | C2 |
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SILENUS | A |
They think the sweetest thing a stranger brings | A |
Is his own flesh | I2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
What do they eat man's flesh | I2 |
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SILENUS | A |
No one comes here who is not eaten up | J2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
The Cyclops now where is he Not at home | D2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Absent on Aetna hunting with his dogs | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Know'st thou what thou must do to aid us hence | A |
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SILENUS | A |
I know not we will help you all we can | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Provide us food of which we are in want | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Here is not anything as I said but meat | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
But meat is a sweet remedy for hunger | B2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Cow's milk there is and store of curdled cheese | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Bring out I would see all before I bargain | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
But how much gold will you engage to give | W |
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ULYSSES | A |
I bring no gold but Bacchic juice | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Oh joy | K2 |
Tis long since these dry lips were wet with wine | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Maron the son of the God gave it me | D2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Whom I have nursed a baby in my arms | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
The son of Bacchus for your clearer knowledge | L2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Have you it now or is it in the ship | M2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Old man this skin contains it which you see | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Why this would hardly be a mouthful for me | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Nay twice as much as you can draw from thence | A |
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SILENUS | A |
You speak of a fair fountain sweet to me | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Would you first taste of the unmingled wine | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
'Tis just tasting invites the purchaser | B2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Here is the cup together with the skin | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Pour that the draught may fillip my remembrance | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
See | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Papaiapax what a sweet smell it has | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
You see it then | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
By Jove no but I smell it | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
Taste that you may not praise it in words only | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Babai Great Bacchus calls me forth to dance | A |
Joy joy | K2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Did it flow sweetly down your throat | V |
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SILENUS | A |
So that it tingled to my very nails | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
And in addition I will give you gold | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Let gold alone only unlock the cask | X |
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ULYSSES | A |
Bring out some cheeses now or a young goat | V |
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SILENUS | A |
That will I do despising any master | B2 |
Yes let me drink one cup and I will give | W |
All that the Cyclops feed upon their mountains | A |
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CHORUS | A |
Ye have taken Troy and laid your hands on Helen | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
And utterly destroyed the race of Priam | D2 |
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SILENUS | A |
The wanton wretch she was bewitched to see | A |
The many coloured anklets and the chain | G2 |
Of woven gold which girt the neck of Paris | A |
And so she left that good man Menelaus | A |
There should be no more women in the world | V |
But such as are reserved for me alone | G2 |
See here are sheep and here are goats Ulysses | A |
Here are unsparing cheeses of pressed milk | X |
Take them depart with what good speed ye may | D2 |
First leaving my reward the Bacchic dew | V |
Of joy inspiring grapes | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Ah me Alas | A |
What shall we do the Cyclops is at hand | V |
Old man we perish whither can we fly | Z |
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SILENUS | A |
Hide yourselves quick within that hollow rock | X |
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ULYSSES | A |
'Twere perilous to fly into the net | V |
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SILENUS | A |
The cavern has recesses numberless | A |
Hide yourselves quick | X |
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ULYSSES | A |
That will I never do | V |
The mighty Troy would be indeed disgraced | V |
If I should fly one man How many times | A |
Have I withstood with shield immovable | C2 |
Ten thousand Phrygians if I needs must die | Z |
Yet will I die with glory if I live | W |
The praise which I have gained will yet remain | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
What ho assistance comrades haste assistance | A |
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THE CYCLOPS SILENUS ULYSSES CHORUS | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
What is this tumult Bacchus is not here | E2 |
Nor tympanies nor brazen castanets | A |
How are my young lambs in the cavern Milking | X |
Their dams or playing by their sides And is | A |
The new cheese pressed into the bulrush baskets | A |
Speak I'll beat some of you till you rain tears | A |
Look up not downwards when I speak to you | V |
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SILENUS | A |
See I now gape at Jupiter himself | W |
I stare upon Orion and the stars | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Well is the dinner fitly cooked and laid | V |
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SILENUS | A |
All ready if your throat is ready too | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Are the bowls full of milk besides | A |
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SILENUS | A |
O'er brimming | X |
So you may drink a tunful if you will | F2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Is it ewe's milk or cow's milk or both mixed | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Both either only pray don't swallow me | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
By no means | A |
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What is this crowd I see beside the stalls | A |
Outlaws or thieves for near my cavern home | D2 |
I see my young lambs coupled two by two | V |
With willow bands mixed with my cheeses lie | Z |
Their implements and this old fellow here | E2 |
Has his bald head broken with stripes | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Ah me | A |
I have been beaten till I burn with fever | B2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
By whom Who laid his fist upon your head | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Those men because I would not suffer them | D2 |
To steal your goods | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Did not the rascals know | G2 |
I am a God sprung from the race of Heaven | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
I told them so but they bore off your things | A |
And ate the cheese in spite of all I said | V |
And carried out the lambs and said moreover | B2 |
They'd pin you down with a three cubit collar | B2 |
And pull your vitals out through your one eye | Z |
Furrow your back with stripes then binding you | V |
Throw you as ballast into the ship's hold | V |
And then deliver you a slave to move | W |
Enormous rocks or found a vestibule | N2 |
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NOTE | V |
Furrow B Torture evidently misread for Furrow | G2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
In truth Nay haste and place in order quickly | A |
The cooking knives and heap upon the hearth | O2 |
And kindle it a great faggot of wood | V |
As soon as they are slaughtered they shall fill | F2 |
My belly broiling warm from the live coals | A |
Or boiled and seethed within the bubbling caldron | G2 |
I am quite sick of the wild mountain game | D2 |
Of stags and lions I have gorged enough | W |
And I grow hungry for the flesh of men | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Nay master something new is very pleasant | V |
After one thing forever and of late | V |
Very few strangers have approached our cave | W |
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ULYSSES | A |
Hear Cyclops a plain tale on the other side | V |
We wanting to buy food came from our ship | M2 |
Into the neighbourhood of your cave and here | E2 |
This old Silenus gave us in exchange | P2 |
These lambs for wine the which he took and drank | X |
And all by mutual compact without force | A |
There is no word of truth in what he says | A |
For slyly he was selling all your store | K |
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SILENUS | A |
I May you perish wretch | I2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
If I speak false | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Cyclops I swear by Neptune who begot thee | A |
By mighty Triton and by Nereus old | V |
Calypso and the glaucous Ocean Nymphs | A |
The sacred waves and all the race of fishes | A |
Be these the witnesses my dear sweet master | B2 |
My darling little Cyclops that I never | B2 |
Gave any of your stores to these false strangers | A |
If I speak false may those whom most I love | W |
My children perish wretchedly | A |
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CHORUS | A |
There stop | Q2 |
I saw him giving these things to the strangers | A |
If I speak false then may my father perish | I2 |
But do not thou wrong hospitality | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
You lie I swear that he is juster far | E |
Than Rhadamanthus I trust more in him | D2 |
But let me ask whence have ye sailed O strangers | A |
Who are you And what city nourished ye | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Our race is Ithacan having destroyed | V |
The town of Troy the tempests of the sea | A |
Have driven us on thy land O Polypheme | D2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
What have ye shared in the unenvied spoil | R2 |
Of the false Helen near Scamander's stream | D2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
The same having endured a woful toil | R2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Oh basest expedition sailed ye not | V |
From Greece to Phrygia for one woman's sake | X |
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ULYSSES | A |
'Twas the Gods' work no mortal was in fault | V |
But O great Offspring of the Ocean King | X |
We pray thee and admonish thee with freedom | D2 |
That thou dost spare thy friends who visit thee | A |
And place no impious food within thy jaws | A |
For in the depths of Greece we have upreared | V |
Temples to thy great Father which are all | S2 |
His homes The sacred bay of Taenarus | A |
Remains inviolate and each dim recess | A |
Scooped high on the Malean promontory | E |
And aery Sunium's silver veined crag | X |
Which divine Pallas keeps unprofaned ever | E |
The Gerastian asylums and whate'er | E |
Within wide Greece our enterprise has kept | V |
From Phrygian contumely and in which | I2 |
You have a common care for you inhabit | V |
The skirts of Grecian land under the roots | A |
Of Aetna and its crags spotted with fire | E |
Turn then to converse under human laws | A |
Receive us shipwrecked suppliants and provide | V |
Food clothes and fire and hospitable gifts | A |
Nor fixing upon oxen piercing spits | A |
Our limbs so fill your belly and your jaws | A |
Priam's wide land has widowed Greece enough | W |
And weapon winged murder leaped together | E |
Enough of dead and wives are husbandless | A |
And ancient women and gray fathers wail | H2 |
Their childless age if you should roast the rest | V |
And 'tis a bitter feast that you prepare | E |
Where then would any turn Yet be persuaded | V |
Forgo the lust of your jaw bone prefer | E |
Pious humanity to wicked will | F2 |
Many have bought too dear their evil joys | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Let me advise you do not spare a morsel | C2 |
Of all his flesh If you should eat his tongue | X |
You would become most eloquent O Cyclops | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Wealth my good fellow is the wise man's God | V |
All other things are a pretence and boast | V |
What are my father's ocean promontories | A |
The sacred rocks whereon he dwells to me | A |
Stranger I laugh to scorn Jove's thunderbolt | V |
I know not that his strength is more than mine | G2 |
As to the rest I care not When he pours | A |
Rain from above I have a close pavilion | G2 |
Under this rock in which I lie supine | G2 |
Feasting on a roast calf or some wild beast | V |
And drinking pans of milk and gloriously | A |
Emulating the thunder of high Heaven | G2 |
And when the Thracian wind pours down the snow | G2 |
I wrap my body in the skins of beasts | A |
Kindle a fire and bid the snow whirl on | G2 |
The earth by force whether it will or no | G2 |
Bringing forth grass fattens my flocks and herds | A |
Which to what other God but to myself | W |
And this great belly first of deities | A |
Should I be bound to sacrifice I well know | G2 |
The wise man's only Jupiter is this | A |
To eat and drink during his little day | V |
And give himself no care And as for those | A |
Who complicate with laws the life of man | G2 |
I freely give them tears for their reward | V |
I will not cheat my soul of its delight | V |
Or hesitate in dining upon you | V |
And that I may be quit of all demands | A |
These are my hospitable gifts fierce fire | E |
And yon ancestral caldron which o'er bubbling | X |
Shall finely cook your miserable flesh | I2 |
Creep in | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Ai ai I have escaped the Trojan toils | A |
I have escaped the sea and now I fall | S2 |
Under the cruel grasp of one impious man | G2 |
O Pallas Mistress Goddess sprung from Jove | W |
Now now assist me Mightier toils than Troy | E |
Are these I totter on the chasms of peril | C2 |
And thou who inhabitest the thrones | A |
Of the bright stars look hospitable Jove | W |
Upon this outrage of thy deity | A |
Otherwise be considered as no God | V |
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CHORUS ALONE | G2 |
For your gaping gulf and your gullet wide | V |
The ravin is ready on every side | V |
The limbs of the strangers are cooked and done | G2 |
There is boiled meat and roast meat and meat from the coal | T2 |
You may chop it and tear it and gnash it for fun | G2 |
An hairy goat's skin contains the whole | T2 |
Let me but escape and ferry me o'er | E |
The stream of your wrath to a safer shore | E |
The Cyclops Aetnean is cruel and bold | V |
He murders the strangers | A |
That sit on his hearth | O2 |
And dreads no avengers | A |
To rise from the earth | G |
He roasts the men before they are cold | V |
He snatches them broiling from the coal | T2 |
And from the caldron pulls them whole | T2 |
And minces their flesh and gnaws their bone | G2 |
With his cursed teeth till all be gone | G2 |
Farewell foul pavilion | G2 |
Farewell rites of dread | V |
The Cyclops vermilion | G2 |
With slaughter uncloying | X |
Now feasts on the dead | V |
In the flesh of strangers joying | X |
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NOTE | V |
ravin Rossetti spelt ravine in B editions | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
O Jupiter I saw within the cave | W |
Horrible things deeds to be feigned in words | A |
But not to be believed as being done | G2 |
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NOTE | V |
not to be believed B not believed | V |
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CHORUS | A |
What sawest thou the impious Polypheme | A |
Feasting upon your loved companions now | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Selecting two the plumpest of the crowd | V |
He grasped them in his hands | A |
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CHORUS | A |
Unhappy man | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Soon as we came into this craggy place | A |
Kindling a fire he cast on the broad hearth | O2 |
The knotty limbs of an enormous oak | X |
Three waggon loads at least and then he strewed | V |
Upon the ground beside the red firelight | V |
His couch of pine leaves and he milked the cows | A |
And pouring forth the white milk filled a bowl | T2 |
Three cubits wide and four in depth as much | I2 |
As would contain ten amphorae and bound it | V |
With ivy wreaths then placed upon the fire | E |
A brazen pot to boil and made red hot | V |
The points of spits not sharpened with the sickle | C2 |
But with a fruit tree bough and with the jaws | A |
Of axes for Aetnean slaughterings | A |
And when this God abandoned Cook of Hell | U2 |
Had made all ready he seized two of us | A |
And killed them in a kind of measured manner | E |
For he flung one against the brazen rivets | A |
Of the huge caldron and seized the other | E |
By the foot's tendon and knocked out his brains | A |
Upon the sharp edge of the craggy stone | G2 |
Then peeled his flesh with a great cooking knife | W |
And put him down to roast The other's limbs | A |
He chopped into the caldron to be boiled | V |
And I with the tears raining from my eyes | A |
Stood near the Cyclops ministering to him | A |
The rest in the recesses of the cave | W |
Clung to the rock like bats bloodless with fear | E |
When he was filled with my companions' flesh | I2 |
He threw himself upon the ground and sent | V |
A loathsome exhalation from his maw | A |
Then a divine thought came to me I filled | V |
The cup of Maron and I offered him | A |
To taste and said 'Child of the Ocean God | V |
Behold what drink the vines of Greece produce | A |
The exultation and the joy of Bacchus ' | - |
He satiated with his unnatural food | V |
Received it and at one draught drank it off | W |
And taking my hand praised me 'Thou hast given | G2 |
A sweet draught after a sweet meal dear guest ' | - |
And I perceiving that it pleased him filled | V |
Another cup well knowing that the wine | G2 |
Would wound him soon and take a sure revenge | V2 |
And the charm fascinated him and I | Z |
Plied him cup after cup until the drink | X |
Had warmed his entrails and he sang aloud | V |
In concert with my wailing fellow seamen | G2 |
A hideous discord and the cavern rung | X |
I have stolen out so that if you will | F2 |
You may achieve my safety and your own | G2 |
But say do you desire or not to fly | Z |
This uncompanionable man and dwell | U2 |
As was your wont among the Grecian Nymphs | A |
Within the fanes of your beloved God | V |
Your father there within agrees to it | V |
But he is weak and overcome with wine | G2 |
And caught as if with bird lime by the cup | J2 |
He claps his wings and crows in doting joy | E |
You who are young escape with me and find | V |
Bacchus your ancient friend unsuited he | A |
To this rude Cyclops | A |
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NOTES | A |
ten cj Swinburne four four cancelled for ten possibly B | A |
I confess I do not understand this SHELLEY'S NOTE | V |
take grant as alternative B | A |
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CHORUS | A |
Oh my dearest friend | V |
That I could see that day and leave for ever | E |
The impious Cyclops | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Listen then what a punishment I have | W |
For this fell monster how secure a flight | V |
From your hard servitude | V |
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CHORUS | A |
O sweeter far | E |
Than is the music of an Asian lyre | E |
Would be the news of Polypheme destroyed | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
Delighted with the Bacchic drink he goes | A |
To call his brother Cyclops who inhabit | V |
A village upon Aetna not far off | W |
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CHORUS | A |
I understand catching him when alone | G2 |
You think by some measure to dispatch him | A |
Or thrust him from the precipice | A |
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NOTE | V |
by some measure with some measures B | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Oh no | G2 |
Nothing of that kind my device is subtle | C2 |
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CHORUS | A |
How then I heard of old that thou wert wise | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
I will dissuade him from this plan by saying | X |
It were unwise to give the Cyclopses | A |
This precious drink which if enjoyed alone | G2 |
Would make life sweeter for a longer time | A |
When vanquished by the Bacchic power he sleeps | A |
There is a trunk of olive wood within | G2 |
Whose point having made sharp with this good sword | V |
I will conceal in fire and when I see | A |
It is alight will fix it burning yet | V |
Within the socket of the Cyclops' eye | Z |
And melt it out with fire as when a man | G2 |
Turns by its handle a great auger round | V |
Fitting the framework of a ship with beams | A |
So will I in the Cyclops' fiery eye | Z |
Turn round the brand and dry the pupil up | J2 |
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CHORUS | A |
Joy I am mad with joy at your device | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
And then with you my friends and the old man | G2 |
We'll load the hollow depth of our black ship | M2 |
And row with double strokes from this dread shore | E |
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CHORUS | A |
May I as in libations to a God | V |
Share in the blinding him with the red brand | V |
I would have some communion in his death | W2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Doubtless the brand is a great brand to hold | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Oh I would lift an hundred waggon loads | A |
If like a wasp's nest I could scoop the eye out | V |
Of the detested Cyclops | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Silence now | G2 |
Ye know the close device and when I call | S2 |
Look ye obey the masters of the craft | V |
I will not save myself and leave behind | V |
My comrades in the cave I might escape | X2 |
Having got clear from that obscure recess | A |
But 'twere unjust to leave in jeopardy | A |
The dear companions who sailed here with me | A |
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CHORUS | A |
Come who is first that with his hand | V |
Will urge down the burning brand | V |
Through the lids and quench and pierce | A |
The Cyclops' eye so fiery fierce | A |
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SEMICHORUS SONG WITHIN | G2 |
Listen listen he is coming | X |
A most hideous discord humming | X |
Drunken museless awkward yelling | X |
Far along his rocky dwelling | X |
Let us with some comic spell | U2 |
Teach the yet unteachable | U2 |
By all means he must be blinded | V |
If my counsel be but minded | V |
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SEMICHORUS | A |
Happy thou made odorous | A |
With the dew which sweet grapes weep | T |
To the village hastening thus | A |
Seek the vines that soothe to sleep | T |
Having first embraced thy friend | V |
Thou in luxury without end | V |
With the strings of yellow hair | E |
Of thy voluptuous leman fair | E |
Shalt sit playing on a bed | V |
Speak what door is opened | V |
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NOTES | A |
thou cj Swinburne Rossetti those | A |
'the word is doubtful in B ' Locock | X |
Thou B There | E |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ha ha ha I'm full of wine | G2 |
Heavy with the joy divine | G2 |
With the young feast oversated | V |
Like a merchant's vessel freighted | V |
To the water's edge my crop | Q2 |
Is laden to the gullet's top | Q2 |
The fresh meadow grass of spring | X |
Tempts me forth thus wandering | X |
To my brothers on the mountains | A |
Who shall share the wine's sweet fountains | A |
Bring the cask O stranger bring | X |
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NOTE | V |
merchant's merchant B | A |
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CHORUS | A |
One with eyes the fairest | V |
Cometh from his dwelling | X |
Some one loves thee rarest | V |
Bright beyond my telling | X |
In thy grace thou shinest | V |
Like some nymph divinest | V |
In her caverns dewy | V |
All delights pursue thee | V |
Soon pied flowers sweet breathing | X |
Shall thy head be wreathing | X |
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ULYSSES | A |
Listen O Cyclops for I am well skilled | V |
In Bacchus whom I gave thee of to drink | X |
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CYCLOPS | A |
What sort of God is Bacchus then accounted | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
The greatest among men for joy of life | W |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I gulped him down with very great delight | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
This is a God who never injures men | G2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
How does the God like living in a skin | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
He is content wherever he is put | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Gods should not have their body in a skin | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
If he gives joy what is his skin to you | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I hate the skin but love the wine within | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
Stay here now drink and make your spirit glad | V |
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NOTE | V |
Stay here now drink B stay here now drink | X |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Should I not share this liquor with my brothers | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Keep it yourself and be more honoured so | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I were more useful giving to my friends | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
But village mirth breeds contests broils and blows | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
When I am drunk none shall lay hands on me | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
A drunken man is better within doors | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
He is a fool who drinking loves not mirth | G |
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ULYSSES | A |
But he is wise who drunk remains at home | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
What shall I do Silenus Shall I stay | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Stay for what need have you of pot companions | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Indeed this place is closely carpeted | V |
With flowers and grass | A |
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SILENUS | A |
And in the sun warm noon | G2 |
'Tis sweet to drink Lie down beside me now | G2 |
Placing your mighty sides upon the ground | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
What do you put the cup behind me for | E |
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SILENUS | A |
That no one here may touch it | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Thievish One | G2 |
You want to drink here place it in the midst | V |
And thou O stranger tell how art thou called | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
My name is Nobody What favour now | G2 |
Shall I receive to praise you at your hands | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I'll feast on you the last of your companions | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
You grant your guest a fair reward O Cyclops | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ha what is this Stealing the wine you rogue | X |
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SILENUS | A |
It was this stranger kissing me because | A |
I looked so beautiful | U2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
You shall repent | V |
For kissing the coy wine that loves you not | V |
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SILENUS | A |
By Jupiter you said that I am fair | E |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Pour out and only give me the cup full | U2 |
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SILENUS | A |
How is it mixed let me observe | W |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Curse you | V |
Give it me so | A |
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SILENUS | A |
Not till I see you wear | E |
That coronal and taste the cup to you | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Thou wily traitor | E |
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SILENUS | A |
But the wine is sweet | V |
Ay you will roar if you are caught in drinking | X |
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CYCLOPS | A |
See now my lip is clean and all my beard | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Now put your elbow right and drink again | G2 |
As you see me drink | X |
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CYCLOPS | A |
How now | G2 |
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SILENUS | A |
Ye Gods what a delicious gulp | Y2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Guest take it you pour out the wine for me | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
The wine is well accustomed to my hand | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Pour out the wine | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
I pour only be silent | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Silence is a hard task to him who drinks | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Take it and drink it off leave not a dreg | X |
Oh that the drinker died with his own draught | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Papai the vine must be a sapient plant | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
If you drink much after a mighty feast | V |
Moistening your thirsty maw you will sleep well | U2 |
If you leave aught Bacchus will dry you up | J2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ho ho I can scarce rise What pure delight | V |
The heavens and earth appear to whirl about | V |
Confusedly I see the throne of Jove | W |
And the clear congregation of the Gods | A |
Now if the Graces tempted me to kiss | A |
I would not for the loveliest of them all | U2 |
I would not leave this Ganymede | V |
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SILENUS | A |
Polypheme | V |
I am the Ganymede of Jupiter | E |
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CYCLOPS | A |
By Jove you are I bore you off from Dardanus | A |
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ULYSSES AND THE CHORUS | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Come boys of Bacchus children of high race | A |
This man within is folded up in sleep | T |
And soon will vomit flesh from his fell maw | V |
The brand under the shed thrusts out its smoke | X |
No preparation needs but to burn out | V |
The monster's eye but bear yourselves like men | G2 |
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CHORUS | A |
We will have courage like the adamant rock | X |
All things are ready for you here go in | G2 |
Before our father shall perceive the noise | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Vulcan Aetnean king burn out with fire | E |
The shining eye of this thy neighbouring monster | E |
And thou O Sleep nursling of gloomy Night | V |
Descend unmixed on this God hated beast | V |
And suffer not Ulysses and his comrades | A |
Returning from their famous Trojan toils | A |
To perish by this man who cares not either | E |
For God or mortal or I needs must think | X |
That Chance is a supreme divinity | V |
And things divine are subject to her power | E |
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NOTE | V |
God hated God hating as an alternative B | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Soon a crab the throat will seize | A |
Of him who feeds upon his guest | V |
Fire will burn his lamp like eyes | A |
In revenge of such a feast | V |
A great oak stump now is lying | X |
In the ashes yet undying | X |
Come Maron come | V |
Raging let him fix the doom | V |
Let him tear the eyelid up | J2 |
Of the Cyclops that his cup | J2 |
May be evil | U2 |
Oh I long to dance and revel | U2 |
With sweet Bromian long desired | V |
In loved ivy wreaths attired | V |
Leaving this abandoned home | V |
Will the moment ever come | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
Be silent ye wild things Nay hold your peace | A |
And keep your lips quite close dare not to breathe | Z2 |
Or spit or e'en wink lest ye wake the monster | E |
Until his eye be tortured out with fire | E |
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CHORUS | A |
Nay we are silent and we chaw the air | E |
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ULYSSES | A |
Come now and lend a hand to the great stake | X |
Within it is delightfully red hot | V |
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CHORUS | A |
You then command who first should seize the stake | X |
To burn the Cyclops' eye that all may share | E |
In the great enterprise | A |
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SEMICHORUS | A |
We are too far | E |
We cannot at this distance from the door | E |
Thrust fire into his eye | Z |
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SEMICHORUS | A |
And we just now | G2 |
Have become lame cannot move hand or foot | V |
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CHORUS | A |
The same thing has occurred to us our ankles | A |
Are sprained with standing here I know not how | G2 |
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ULYSSES | A |
What sprained with standing still | U2 |
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CHORUS | A |
And there is dust | V |
Or ashes in our eyes I know not whence | A |
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ULYSSES | A |
Cowardly dogs ye will not aid me then | G2 |
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CHORUS | A |
With pitying my own back and my back bone | G2 |
And with not wishing all my teeth knocked out | V |
This cowardice comes of itself but stay | V |
I know a famous Orphic incantation | G2 |
To make the brand stick of its own accord | V |
Into the skull of this one eyed son of Earth | G |
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ULYSSES | A |
Of old I knew ye thus by nature now | G2 |
I know ye better I will use the aid | V |
Of my own comrades Yet though weak of hand | V |
Speak cheerfully that so ye may awaken | G2 |
The courage of my friends with your blithe words | A |
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CHORUS | A |
This I will do with peril of my life | W |
And blind you with my exhortations Cyclops | A |
Hasten and thrust | V |
And parch up to dust | V |
The eye of the beast | V |
Who feeds on his guest | V |
Burn and blind | V |
The Aetnean hind | V |
Scoop and draw | V |
But beware lest he claw | V |
Your limbs near his maw | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ah me my eyesight is parched up to cinders | A |
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CHORUS | A |
What a sweet paean sing me that again | G2 |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ah me indeed what woe has fallen upon me | V |
But wretched nothings think ye not to flee | V |
Out of this rock I standing at the outlet | V |
Will bar the way and catch you as you pass | A |
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CHORUS | A |
What are you roaring out Cyclops | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I perish | I2 |
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CHORUS | A |
For you are wicked | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
And besides miserable | U2 |
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CHORUS | A |
What did you fall into the fire when drunk | X |
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CYCLOPS | A |
'Twas Nobody destroyed me | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Why then no one | G2 |
Can be to blame | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I say 'twas Nobody | V |
Who blinded me | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Why then you are not blind | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
I wish you were as blind as I am | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Nay | V |
It cannot be that no one made you blind | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
You jeer me where I ask is Nobody | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Nowhere O Cyclops | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
It was that stranger ruined me the wretch | I2 |
First gave me wine and then burned out my eye | Z |
For wine is strong and hard to struggle with | A3 |
Have they escaped or are they yet within | G2 |
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CHORUS | A |
They stand under the darkness of the rock | X |
And cling to it | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
At my right hand or left | V |
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CHORUS | A |
Close on your right | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Where | E |
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CHORUS | A |
Near the rock itself | W |
You have them | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Oh misfortune on misfortune | G2 |
I've cracked my skull | U2 |
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CHORUS | A |
Now they escape you there | E |
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NOTE | V |
So B Now they escape you there | E |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Not there although you say so | A |
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CHORUS | A |
Not on that side | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Where then | G2 |
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CHORUS | A |
They creep about you on your left | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ah I am mocked They jeer me in my ills | A |
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CHORUS | A |
Not there he is a little there beyond you | V |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Detested wretch where are you | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
Far from you | V |
I keep with care this body of Ulysses | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
What do you say You proffer a new name | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
My father named me so and I have taken | G2 |
A full revenge for your unnatural feast | V |
I should have done ill to have burned down Troy | E |
And not revenged the murder of my comrades | A |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Ai ai the ancient oracle is accomplished | V |
It said that I should have my eyesight blinded | V |
By your coming from Troy yet it foretold | V |
That you should pay the penalty for this | A |
By wandering long over the homeless sea | V |
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ULYSSES | A |
I bid thee weep consider what I say | V |
I go towards the shore to drive my ship | M2 |
To mine own land o'er the Sicilian wave | W |
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CYCLOPS | A |
Not so if whelming you with this huge stone | G2 |
I can crush you and all your men together | E |
I will descend upon the shore though blind | V |
Groping my way adown the steep ravine | G2 |
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CHORUS | A |
And we the shipmates of Ulysses now | G2 |
Will serve our Bacchus all our happy lives | A |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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