(525 BC - 455 BC / Eleusis)

Song Of The Furies - Poem by Aeschylus

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.
Swift of foot to avenge are we!
He whose hands are clean and pure,
Naught our wrath to dread hath he;
Calm his cloudless days endure.
But the man that seeks to hide
Like him (1), his gore-bedewèd hands,
Witnesses to them that died,
The blood avengers at his side,
The Furies' troop forever stands.

O'er our victim come begin!
Come, the incantation sing,
Frantic all and maddening,
To the heart a brand of fire,
The Furies' hymn,
That which claims the senses dim,
Tuneless to the gentle lyre,
Withering the soul within.

The pride of all of human birth,
All glorious in the eye of day,
Dishonored slowly melts away,
Trod down and trampled to the earth,
Whene'er our dark-stoled troop advances,
Whene'er our feet lead on the dismal dances.

For light our footsteps are,
And perfect is our might,
Awful remembrances of guilt and crime,
Implacable to mortal prayer,
Far from the gods, unhonored, and heaven's light,
We hold our voiceless dwellings dread,
All unapproached by living or by dead.

What mortal feels not awe,
Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime,
Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,
Might never yet of its due honors fail,
Though 'neath the earth our realm in unsunned regions pale.

Comments about Song Of The Furies by Aeschylus

  • (3/25/2018 9:26:00 PM)

    Human hearts hang harmless in time til themselves harmed then rage is on and human hearts go cruel (Report) Reply

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  • (1/20/2016 12:04:00 PM)

    ....first three stanzas..beautiful rhythm ★ (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/9/2016 12:42:00 PM)

    What mortal feels not awe,
    Nor trembles at our name,
    Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime,
    Fixed by the eternal law.
    (Report) Reply

  • Fabrizio Frosini (7/10/2015 7:07:00 AM)

    ''Oresteia'' (458 BC) is the only complete (save a few missing lines in several spots) trilogy of Greek plays by any playwright still extant -although the satyr play that originally followed it, 'Proteus', is lost except for some fragments. Together, the trilogy ('Agamemnon', 'Choephoroi' and 'Eumenides') tells the bloody story of the family of Agamemnon, King of Argos. [from Wikip.] (Report) Reply

  • Fabrizio Frosini (7/10/2015 6:54:00 AM)

    great, from the father of tragedy - this poem should be from ''The Eumenides'' (the 3rd of the trilogy ''The Oresteia'', consisting of the three tragedies: 'Agamemnon', 'The Libation Bearers' and 'The Eumenides') (Report) Reply

  • Naida Nepascua Supnet (5/18/2015 7:04:00 PM)

    Writes with passion
    and intensity
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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