AESCHYLUS QUOTES IV
Greek dramatist (525 B.C.-456 B.C.)
Learning is ever in the freshness of its youth, even for the old.
AESCHYLUS
Agamemnon
There is a time when fear is good and ought to remain seated as a guardian of the heart.
AESCHYLUS
The Eumenides
Nought is there in wealth that serves as bulwark 'gainst the subtle stealth Of Destiny and Doom.
AESCHYLUS
Agamemnon
It would be better to die once and for all than to suffer pain for all one's life.
AESCHYLUS
Prometheus Bound
It is an easy thing for one whose foot is on the outside of calamity to give advice and to rebuke the sufferer.
AESCHYLUS
Prometheus Bound
Long tarries destiny, but comes to those who pray.
AESCHYLUS
The Libation Pourers
God ever works with those that work with will.
AESCHYLUS
fragment
Woe, woe for the doom that shall be--as in grasp of the foeman they fare!
For a woe and a weeping it is, if the maiden inviolate flower
Is plucked by the foe in his might, not culled in the bridal bower!
AESCHYLUS
The Seven Against Thebes
Jars neither of wine nor of water shall fail in the houses of the rich.
AESCHYLUS
fragment, Kabeiroi
Out of respect, a man must veil his words when talking with a woman, but with a man he can frankly say whatever's on his mind.
AESCHYLUS
Libation Bearers
Neither a life of anarchy nor one beneath a despot should you praise; to all that lies in the middle a god has given excellence.
AESCHYLUS
The Eumenides
Still to the sufferer comes, as due from God, a glory that to suffering owes its birth.
AESCHYLUS
fragment
God loves to help him who strives to help himself.
AESCHYLUS
fragment
For wide, ah! wide is the woe when the foeman has mounted the wall;
There is havoc and terror and flame, and the dark smoke broods over all,
And wild is the war-god's breath, as in frenzy of conquest he springs,
And pollutes with the blast of his lips the glory of holiest things!
AESCHYLUS
The Seven Against Thebes
Words are the parents of a causeless wrath.
AESCHYLUS
fragment
Watchful are the Gods of all
Hands with slaughter stained. The black
Furies wait, and when a man
Has grown by luck, not justice, great,
With sudden overturn of chance
They wear him to a shade, and, cast
Down to perdition, who shall save him?
AESCHYLUS
Agamemnon
But thou, like newly-yoked colt,
Champing the bit, dost fight against the rein
Fiercely; yet futile the device wherein
Madly thou trustest; for mere stubbornness
Avails the foolish-hearted less than nought.
AESCHYLUS
Prometheus Bound
Chanting aloud in realms below
The dead are wroth;
Against their slayers yet their ire doth glow.
AESCHYLUS
The Libation Bearers
Old age hath stronger sense of right than youth.
AESCHYLUS
fragment
I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.
AESCHYLUS
Agamemnon