The Tragedies of Seneca / Translated into English Verse, to Which Have Been Appended Comparative Analyses of the Corresponding Greek and Roman Plays, and a Mythological Index

by Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Go to your Stygian refuge, go,

Ye guiltless shades, who on life's verge

Have by your father's mad assault

Been overwhelmed. Poor children, born

Of an ill-omened, luckless race,1135

Fare on along your father's toilsome path,

To where the gloomy monarchs sit in wrath!

ACT V

Hercules [waking up in his right mind]: What place is this? What quarter of the world?

Where am I? 'Neath the rising sun, or where