Earth is rocking in space!
And the thunders crash up with a roar upon roar,
And the eddying lightnings flash fire in my face,
And the whirlwinds are whirling the dust round and round— And the blasts of the winds universal leap free And blow each other upon each, with a passion of sound,
And æther goes mingling in storm with the sea!
Such a curse on my head, in a manifest dread,
From the hand of your Zeus has been hurtled along!
O my mother's fair glory!
O Æther, enringing All eyes with the sweet common light of thy bringing,
Dost see how I suffer this wrong?
This English translation, by Mrs.
Browning, of 'Prometheus Amid Hurricane and Earthquake' is reprinted from Greek Poets in English Verse.
Ed.
William Hyde Appleton.
Cambridge:
The Riverside Press, 1893.
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