Song Of The Furies Comments

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. great wisdom, great wisely writings great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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

....first three stanzas..beautiful rhythm ★

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

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')

Writes with passion and intensity