furies / not tidy

Tidying my bookshelves today, picked up this volume of Aeschylus' Oresteia and opened it at this page of Eumenides:

"There are young gods now,
And this is what they do:
Steal power, exceed their powers,
Step in blood,
On thrones of blood,
Blood-smeared from head to toe.

Look: the sacred stone,
Navel of the world,

(trans Frederic Raphael and Kenneth McLeish)


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