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trueloveshighfive:

Greek Mythology
The roars of lions that refuse the chain,
The grunts of bristled boars, and groans of bears,
And herds of howling wolves that stun the sailors’ ears
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trueloveshighfive:

Greek Mythology

The roars of lions that refuse the chain,

The grunts of bristled boars, and groans of bears,

And herds of howling wolves that stun the sailors’ ears

classicalmeangirls:

Hauntedbymonobear:Cassandra predicts there’s a 30% chance Agamemnon’s already being hacked to death by an axe

classicalmeangirls:

Hauntedbymonobear:Cassandra predicts there’s a 30% chance Agamemnon’s already being hacked to death by an axe

modern myth & music

calypso by suzanne vega

my name is calypso
my garden overflows
thick and wild and hidden
is the sweetness there that grows
my hair it blows long
as i sing into the wind
my name is calypso
and i have lived alone
i live on an island
i tell of nights
where i could taste the salt on his skin

salt of the waves
and of tears
and though he pulled away
i kept him here for years
i let him go

You see I went to Pytho
to ask the oracle how I could get justice
from the killers of my father.
Apollo answered:

Take no weapons.
No shield.
No army.
Go alone—a hand in the night.
Snare them.
Slaughter them.
You have the right.

That is the oracle.
Here is the plan.

Sophocles, Electra

modern myth & music

the siren by nightwish

lady with a violin
playing to the seals
hearken to the sound
of calling

who tied my hands to the wheel?
the zodiac turns over me
somewhere there my fate revealed
i hear but how will i see?

i tied myself to the wheel
the winds talk to my sails, not me
somewhere there my fate revealed
i hear but how will i see?

O holy light!
And equal air shaped on the world -
you hear my songs,
you hear the blows fall.
You know the blood runs
when night sinks away.
All night I watch.
All night I mourn,
in this bed that I hate in this house I detest.
How many times can a heart break?

Elektra, Sophocles (trans. Anne Carson)

argonauticae:

CHORUS:
Your mother is evil
but oh my child why
melt your life away in mourning?
Why let grief eat you alive?
It was long ago
she took your father:
her hand came out of unholy dark
and cut him down.
I curse the one
who did the deed
(if this is right to say).

ELEKTRA:
You are women of noble instinct
and you come to console me
in my pain.
I know.
I understand.
but I will not let go of this man or this mourning.

He is my father.
I cannot not grieve.

- ‘Elektra’, Sophocles (trans. Anne Carson)

Who can have named her so perfectly?
What prophetic mind?
Who was it gave to that bride of blood, that
wife of strife, the name Helen? For the
woman is hell to ships, hell to men, hell to cities.
She vanished out the veils of her bedroom
on a western wind
and in her wake came men with shields
tracking her all the way
to the shore of Troy. They beached in
blood.


…At first, I think, there came to Troy a spirit
of windless calm.
An ornament - a pretty glance, little sting to
the heart.
But she swerved aside to a marriage of
murder and tears.
She harmed the place, she harmed the
people, she was sent by Zeus
to the city of Priam: bride as disaster. Bride
as Fury.

Agamemnon, Aeschylus (trans. Anne Carson)

mythology meme | [5] otps : apollo x cassandra

With blighted heart and clouded cold mind
Apollo contrived to rob Cassandra of being believed
Each time Cassandra issued forth her warnings and prophecies upon deaf ears her warnings would descend