CHORUS
ANTISTROPHE III.
And now a sea of ill leads wave on wave;—
One falls and one doth rear
Against the city's stern, with clamour rude
Its triple crest—between, fence slight to save,
The breadth of wall extends. I fear
Lest with its kings the city be subdued.
Seven Against Thebes. Aeschylus. Anna Swanwick (Translator). London. 1886.
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