I know the nightly concourse of the stars And which of the sky's bright regents brings us storm, Which summer; when they set, and their uprisings.
In: Great Books of the Western World (Volume 5), The Plays of Aeschylus - Agamemnon, l. 4-6
I know the nightly concourse of the stars And which of the sky's bright regents brings us storm, Which summer; when they set, and their uprisings.
In: Great Books of the Western World (Volume 5), The Plays of Aeschylus - Agamemnon, l. 4-6