Ch. Hark! she will sing prophetic her own woes. The mind divine still triumphs 'midst these bonds. Ca. Apollo! oh Apollo! what abode, What mansion this to which my feet are led? Ch. Ask'st thou what mansion? 'tis the royal house Ca. A house the gods detest: its very walls * Ye weeping slaughtered infants. The children of Thyestes, the brother of Atreus, are here alluded to, all of whom, excepting Ægysthus, who escaped, were murdered by Atreus, and parts of their flesh served up at a banquet, of which their father, ignorant of what had happened, partook. It is fabled by the ancient mythologists that the sun, in horror of the atrocious deed, averted his beamy head from the spectacle. The phantoms of these children are seen by Cassandra in her prophetic visions.-Vide Preliminary Dissertation, p. 136. At table served, your reckless sire partook, Ch. The fame of thy prophetic powers long since woes, What dreadful project frames that mind? no cure, Ch. These prophecies I fathom not, but those Ca. And dar'st thou, wretch accursed, while at the bath Attending on thy lord? how shall my tongue Howl forth your baleful song of horrid joy. Ch. What furies urgest thou with hideous shrieks To rend these walls? thy words are terrible; As when the fatal spear quenches life's ray: Evil is nigh at hand. Ca. Behold! behold! Oh! free the noble bull from the thick toils My own woes blend with those I thus deplore. Ch. Thy rapt, inspired mind distracted raves, Wild are thy strains, unfit for utterance; Thus in soft plaintive thrills the bird of eve, |