The wings, the
eyebrows
and ah, the eyes!
Euripides - Alcestis
ALCESTIS (_faintly, her mind wandering_).
A boat two-oared, upon water; I see, I see.
And the Ferryman of the Dead,
His hand that hangs on the pole, his voice that cries;
"Thou lingerest; come. Come quickly, we wait for thee. "
He is angry that I am slow; he shakes his head.
ADMETUS.
Alas, a bitter boat-faring for me,
My bride ill-starred. --Oh, this is misery!
ALCESTIS (_as before_).
Drawing, drawing! 'Tis some one that draweth me . . .
To the Palaces of the Dead.
So dark.
The wings, the eyebrows and ah, the eyes! . . .
Go back! God's mercy! What seekest thou? Let me be! . . .
(_Recovering_) Where am I? Ah, and what paths are these I tread?
ADMETUS.
Grievous for all who love thee, but for me
And my two babes most hard, most solitary.
ALCESTIS.
