Excerpt from The Agamemnon of Aeschylus
Agamemnon
The Scene is the Courtyard of Agamemnon's Palace. It is night.
The Watchman lies on the roof.
Watchman. Grant me release from this task's tyranny,
Kind gods, for couched like a dog I lie
Out on the palace roof, a whole year long,
Learning to tell each of the starry throng,
And who to men bring summer and winter-tide
Of those bright heavenly peers that proudest ride.
And now I watch for the fire-token of joy,
Reddening the heaven to rise, with news from Troy,
Telling that she is taken: so wills and plans
A woman's hoping heart, great as a man's.
But ever as I shift me on my bed,
Dew-drenched, by kindly dreams unvisited -
For fear, not rest, doth by me his station keep,
And never may my eyes shut safe in sleep -
If I would drug with song my weariness,
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