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lood Like a dream not understood No sweet-spoken Courage now Sitteth at my heart's dear prow. Yet I know that manifold Days, like sand, have waxen old Since the day those shoreward-thrown Cables flapped and line on line Standing forth for Ilion The long galleys took the brine [_Antistrophe 1._ And in harbour--mine own eye Hath beheld--again they lie; Yet that lyreless music hidden Whispers still words of ill, 'Tis the Soul of me unbidden, Like some Fury sorrow-ridden, Weeping over things that die. Neither waketh in my sense Ever Hope's dear confidence; For this flesh that groans within, And these bones that know of Sin, This tossed heart upon the spate Of a whirpool that is Fate, Surely these lie not. Yet deep Beneath hope my prayer doth run, All will die like dreams, and creep To the unthought of and undone. [_Strophe 2._ --Surely of great Weal at the end of all Comes not Content; so near doth Fever crawl, Close neighbour, pressing hard the narrow wall. --Woe to him who fears not fate! 'Tis the ship that forward straight Sweepeth, strikes the reef below; He who fears and lightens weight, Casting forth, in measured throw, From the wealth his hand hath got ... His whole ship shall founder not, With abundance overfraught, Nor deep seas above him flow. --Lo, when famine stalketh near, One good gift of Zeus again From the furrows of one year Endeth quick the starving pain; [_Antistrophe 2._ --But once the blood of death is fallen, black And oozing at a slain man's feet, alack! By spell or singing who shall charm it back? --One there was of old who showed Man the path from death to day; But Zeus, lifting up his rod, Spared not, when he charged him stay. --Save that every doom of God Hath by other dooms its way Crossed, that none may rule alone, In one speech-outstripping groan Forth had all this passion flown, Which now murmuring hides away, Full of pain, and hoping not Ever one clear thread to unknot From the tangle of my soul, From a heart of burning coal. [_Suddenly_ CLYTEMNESTRA _appears standing in the Doorway._ CLYTEMNESTRA. Tho
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