Excerpt from Erechtheus: A Tragedy Erechtheus. Mother of life and death and all men's days, Earth, whom I chief of all men born would bless, And call thee with more loving lips than theirsMother, for of this very body of thineAnd living blood I have my breath and live, Behold me, even thy son, me crowned of men, Me made thy child by that strong cunning GodWho fashions fire and iron, who begatMe for a sword and beacon-fire on thee, Me fosterling of Pallas, in her shadeReared, that I first might pay the nursing debt, Hallowing her fame with flower of third-year feasts, And first bow down the bridled strength of steedsTo lose the wild wont of their birth, and bear, Clasp of man's knees ans steerage of his hand, About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.