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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">       ‭ To thee and thy affairs appropriate,

       ‭ That thou shalt never see thy friends, nor tread

       ‭ Thy country’s earth, nor see inhabited

       ‭ Thy so magnificent house, till thou make good

       ‭ Thy voyage back to the Ægyptian flood,

       ‭ Whose waters fell from Jove, and there hast giv’n

       ‭ To Jove, and all Gods housed in ample heav’n,

       ‭ Devoted hecatombs, and then free ways

       ‭ Shall open to thee, clear’d of all delays.’

       ‭ This told he; and, methought, he brake my heart,

       ‭ In such a long and hard course to divert

       ‭ My hope for home, and charge my back retreat

       ‭ As far as Ægypt. I made answer yet:

       ‭ ‘Father, thy charge I’ll perfect; but before

       ‭ Resolve me truly, if their natural shore

       ‭ All those Greeks, and their ships, do safe enjoy,

       ‭ That Nestor and myself left, when from Troy

       ‭ We first rais’d sail? Or whether any died

       ‭ At sea a death unwish’d? Or, satisfied,

       ‭ When war was past, by friends embrac’d, in peace

       ‭ Resign’d their spirits? He made answer: ‘Cease

       ‭ To ask so far. It fits thee not to be

       ‭ So cunning in thine own calamity.

       ‭ Nor seek to learn what learn’d thou shouldst forget.

       ‭ Men’s knowledges have proper limits set,

       ‭ And should not prease into the mind of God.

       ‭ But ’twill not long be, as my thoughts abode,

       ‭ Before thou buy this curious skill with tears.

       ‭ Many of those, whose states so tempt thine ears,

       ‭ Are stoop’d by death, and many left alive,

       ‭ One chief of which in strong hold doth survive,

       ‭ Amidst the broad sea. Two, in their retreat,

       ‭ Are done to death. I list not to repeat

       ‭ Who fell at Troy, thyself was there in fight,

       ‭ But in return swift Ajax lost the light,

       ‭ In his long-oar’d ship. Neptune, yet, awhile

       ‭ Saft him unwrack’d, to the Gyræan isle,

       ‭ A mighty-rock removing from his way.

       ‭ And surely he had ‘scap’d the fatal day,

       ‭ In spite of Pallas, if to that foul deed

       ‭ He in her fane did, (when he ravishéd

       ‭ The Trojan prophetess) he had not here

       ‭ Adjoin’d an impious boast, that he would bear,

       ‭ Despite the Gods, his ship safe through the waves

       ‭ Then rais’d against him. These his impious braves

       ‭ When Neptune heard, in his strong hand he took

       ‭ His massy trident, and so soundly strook

       ‭ The rock Gyræan, that in two it cleft;

       ‭ Of which one fragment on the land he left,

       ‭ The other fell into the troubled seas;

       ‭ At which first rush’d Ajax Oïliades,

       ‭ And split his ship, and then himself afloat

       ‭ Swum on the rough waves of the world’s vast mote,

       ‭ Till having drunk a salt cup for his sin,

       ‭ There perish’d he. Thy brother yet did win

       ‭ The wreath from death, while in the waves they strove,

       ‭ Afflicted by the rev’rend wife of Jove.

       ‭ But when the steep mount of the Malian shore

       ‭ He seem’d to reach, a most tempestuous blore,

       ‭ Far to the fishy world that sighs so sore,

       ‭ Straight ravish’d him again as far away,

       ‭ As to th’ extreme bounds where the Agrians stay,

       ‭ Where first Thyestes dwelt, but then his son

       ‭ Ægisthus Thyestiades liv’d. This done,

       ‭ When his return untouch’d appear’d again,

       ‭ Back turn’d the Gods the wind, and set him then

       ‭ Hard by his house. Then, full of joy, he left

       ‭ His ship, and close t’ his country earth he cleft,

       ‭ Kiss’d it, and wept for joy, pour’d tear on tear,

       ‭ To set so wishedly his footing there.

       ‭ But see, a sentinel that all the year

       ‭ Crafty Ægisthus in a watchtow’r set

       ‭ To spy his landing, for reward as great

       ‭ As two gold talents, all his pow’rs did call

       ‭ To strict remembrance of his charge, and all

       ‭ Discharg’d at first sight, which at first he cast

       ‭ On Agamemnon, and with all his haste

       ‭ Inform’d Ægisthus. He an instant train

       ‭ Laid for his slaughter: Twenty chosen men

       ‭ Of his plebeians he in ambush laid;

       ‭ His other men he charg’d to see purvey’d

       ‭ A feast; and forth, with horse and chariots grac’d,

       ‭ He rode t’ invite him, but in heart embrac’d

       ‭ Horrible welcomes, and to death did bring,

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