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The Tragedies of Sophocles, From the Greek; By T. Francklin. With a Dissertation on Antient Tragedy
The Tragedies of Sophocles From the Greek By T Francklin With a Dissertation on Antient Tragedy Author:Sophocles General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1809 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: To bear thy gift, and faithful to report What thou hast said. DEIANIRA. Begone ; what here hath past Thou know'st. LICHAS. I do i and shall bear back the news That all is well. DEIANIRA. Thou art thyself a witness , How kindly I receiVd the guest he sent me. LICHAS. It fill'd my heart with pleasure to behold it. DEIANIRA. What can'st thou tell him more ? alas! I fear He'll know to well the love I bear to him; Wou'd I cou'd be as certain lie'd return it! [Exeunt. SCENE III. CHORUS. STROPHE I. You, who on CEta's craggy summit dwell, Or from the rock, whence gushing riv'lets flow, Bathe in the warmer springs below, To ficarthy gift. Ignoroqne l. ichac, quid Initial nescia, luctus Ipsa suos tradit. says the elegant Ovid, who has told this story in a most agreeable manner in the ninth book of his Metamorphoses. You, who on CEta's, ifc. This is the fourth song or intcrmede of the Chorus, who, rejoicing at the expected arrival of Hercules, invite the neighbouring youths and maidens to celebrate the festival, and welcome the returning conqueror. Warmer springs, Ifc. It is reported that Vulcan first raised warm springs in Trachis or Sicily for the use of Hercules, whence warm bthi were usually called x7p HfnxXiio, ' Herculian Baths.' You, who near the Melian bay To golden-shafted Diana hymn the lay, Now haste to string the lyre, and tune the vocal shell. ANTISTROPHE I. No mournful theme demands your pensive strain, But such as kindled bv the sacred fire The Muses might themselves admire, A loud and cheerful song ; for see, The son of Jove returns with victory, A...« less