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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From Iphigenia In Tauris</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">ACT IV. SCENE 5.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">SONG OF THE FATES.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>The deities dread!<br>The mastery hold they<br>In hands all-eternal,<br>And use them, unquestioned,<br>What manner they like.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Let him fear them doubly,<br>Whom they have uplifted!<br>On cliffs and on clouds, oh,<br>Round tables all-golden,<br>he seats are made ready.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When rises contention,<br>The guests are humid downwards<br>With shame and dishonor<br>To deep depths of midnight,<br>And vainly await they,<br>Bound fast in the darkness,<br>A just condemnation.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But they remain ever<br>In firmness unshaken<br>Round tables all-golden.<br>On stride they from mountain<br>To mountain far distant:<br>From out the abysses'<br>Dark jaws, the breath rises<br>Of torment-choked Titans<br>Up tow'rds them, like incense<br>In light clouds ascending.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The rulers immortal<br>Avert from whole peoples<br>Their blessing-fraught glances,<br>And shun, in the children,<br>To trace the once cherish'd,<br>Still, eloquent features<br>Their ancestors wore.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thus chanted the Parae;<br>The old man, the banish'd,<br>In gloomy vault lying,<br>Their song overheareth,<br>Sons, grandsons remembereth,<br>And shaketh his head.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a></strong></div>

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