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

Dark chaos; now the joinings of the skies1135

Should be asunder rent, and pole from pole

Be cleft. Why, father, dost thou spare the stars?

Thy Hercules is lost. Now, Jupiter,

Look well to every region of the heavens,

Lest any Gyas hurl again the crags

Of Thessaly, and Othrys be again1140

An easy missile for Enceladus.

Now, even now will haughty Pluto loose

The gates of hell, strike off his father's chains,