But, goddess! thou thy suppliant son
attend.
To high Olympus' shining court
ascend,
Urge all the ties to former service
owed,
And sue for vengeance to the
thundering god.
Oft hast thou triumph'd in the
glorious boast,
That thou stood'st forth of all the
ethereal host,
When bold rebellion shook the realms
above,
The undaunted guard of
cloud-compelling Jove:
When the bright partner of his awful
reign,
The warlike maid, and monarch of the
main,
I will interpret this section below next week.
Can you see how the pathos charges the Gods with the feat of allowing such true love to be thwarted.The traitor-gods, by mad ambition
driven,
Durst threat with chains the
omnipotence of Heaven.
Then, call'd by thee, the monster
Titan came
(Whom gods Briareus, men Ægeon
name),
Through wondering skies enormous
stalk'd along;
Not he that shakes the solid earth
so strong:
With giant-pride at Jove's high
throne he stands,
And brandish'd round him all his
hundred hands:
The affrighted gods confess'd their
awful lord,
They dropp'd the fetters, trembled,
and adored.64
This, goddess, this to his remembrance
call,
Embrace his knees, at his tribunal
fall;
Conjure him far to drive the Grecian
train,
To hurl them headlong to their fleet
and main,
To heap the shores with copious
death, and bring
The Greeks to know the curse of such
a king.
Let Agamemnon lift his haughty head
O'er all his wide dominion of the
dead,
And mourn in blood that e'er he
durst disgrace
The
boldest warrior of the Grecian race."
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