Nor yet the rage his boiling breast
forsook,
Which thus redoubling on Atrides
broke:
"O monster! mix'd of insolence
and fear,
Thou dog in forehead, but in heart a
deer!
When wert thou known in ambush'd
fights to dare,
Or nobly face the horrid front of
war?
'Tis ours, the chance of fighting
fields to try;
Thine to look on, and bid the
valiant die:
So much 'tis safer through the camp
to go,
And rob a subject, than despoil a
foe.
Scourge of thy people, violent and
base!
n Here a vow to act
accordingly even in war, not to lower oneself to base behavior, meaning low
ended acts, so that any attack can be defended in accordance to the proper way
to act in such manners, by noble right of war and not as scoundrels that rob
innocent people and despoil a foe who was not such.
Sent in Jove's anger on a slavish
race;
Who, lost to sense of generous
freedom past,
Are tamed to wrongs;—or this had
been thy last.
Now by this sacred sceptre hear me
swear,
Which never more shall leaves or
blossoms bear,
Which sever'd from the trunk (as I
from thee)
n HERE IS SOMETHING
IMPORTANT
n Atrides declares that his race has submitted and enslaved
itself and will to the divine will of Gothet as Jove has. Thus subdued they are safely servants bound
by all will as a race to the divine will of Gothet , the divine.
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