Category Drama

Alas, poor men, their destiny… (Aeschylus)

CASSANDRA (final words):
Alas, poor men, their destiny. When all goes well
a shadow will overthrow it. If it be unkind
one stroke of a wet sponge wipes all the picture out;
and tha is far the most unhappy thing of all.

Agamemnon by Aeschylus [ll. 1327-1330]
(transl. Richmond Lattimore)

Heat Not a Furnace (William Shakespeare)

NORFOLK (to BUCKINGHAM):
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it do singe yourself: we may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running. Know you not,
The fire that mounts the liquor til run o’er,
In seeming to augment it wastes it? Be advised:
I say again, there is no English soul
More stronger to direct you than yourself,
If with the sap of reason you would quench,
Or but allay, the fire of passion.

–from King Henry VII (William Shakespeare)
[1.1.141-148]

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