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

Thee, thee, who dost the bloody scepter hold,

Thee will thy sire, still unavenged, pursue,

With all thy town; and with me will I bring

Th' attendant fury of my wedding night—

I'll bring her with her loud-resounding[4] lash! 645

Thy house, polluted, will I overthrow,

And thy Penates will I trample down

In fratricidal strife! Then quickly drive

Thy king, O Thebes, from out thy boundaries!

For when his baleful step shall leave the land,