Agamemnon: Ah - a glory that is perilous, and
Will trip them as they walk.
High honors are sweet
To a man's heart, but ever
They stand close to the brink of grief.
Many things can bring calamity.
At one time, it is an enterprise
Of the gods which, failing,
Overturns a man's life. At another,
The wills of men, many and malignant,
Ruin life utterly.
Old Man: I don't like words
Like these from a king. Agamemnon,
Atreus begat you, but not to have
All good things in your life. No,
It is necessary and it is fated
That you will be glad and that you
Be sad too, for you were born
Human, and whether you like it or not,
What the gods will comes true.
Will trip them as they walk.
High honors are sweet
To a man's heart, but ever
They stand close to the brink of grief.
Many things can bring calamity.
At one time, it is an enterprise
Of the gods which, failing,
Overturns a man's life. At another,
The wills of men, many and malignant,
Ruin life utterly.
Old Man: I don't like words
Like these from a king. Agamemnon,
Atreus begat you, but not to have
All good things in your life. No,
It is necessary and it is fated
That you will be glad and that you
Be sad too, for you were born
Human, and whether you like it or not,
What the gods will comes true.
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