Euripides,
The Tragedies of Euripides — Iphigeneia at Aulis
(1898)
“ Agamemnon. Sooth, voice there is none, nor slumberous cheep Of bird, nor whisper of sea; and deep 10 Is the hush of the winds on Euripus that sleep. Old Servant. Yet without thy tent, Agamemnon my lord, Why dost thou pace thus feverishly? Over Aulis yonder is night's peace poured: They are hushed which along the walls keep ward. Come, pass we within. Agamemnon. I envy thee, Ancient, and whoso unperilled may pace Life's pathway unheeded and unrenowned: But little I envy the high in place. Old Servant. Yet the life of these is glory-crowned. 20 Agamemnon. ”
