Aeschylus

(525 BC - 455 BC / Eleusis)

The Appointed Time - Poem by Aeschylus

Yet though a man gets many wounds in breast,
He dieth not, unless the appointed time,
The limit of his life's span, coincide;
Nor does the man who by the hearth at home
Sits still, escape the doom that Fate decrees.

Topic(s) of this poem: fate


Comments about The Appointed Time by Aeschylus

  • Susan Williams (4/1/2017 5:08:00 PM)


    Now how could so many years and centuries of years lie between him and us. He sounds so... current. Maybe... just maybe, mind you... but maybe wisdom is eternal. (Report) Reply

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  • (1/20/2016 12:16:00 PM)


    ....dying is the worst part of life...because i feel
    there's no good way to die ★
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  • Amiegbereta Edwin (12/15/2015 4:16:00 AM)


    No death unless approved (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (3/2/2015 8:41:00 AM)


    Yes! very true. There is span of life which is fixed. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 2, 2015



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