One saw Deep in the trances of the night his sire And one his brother slain.

But all the dead In long array were visioned to the eyes Of Caesar dreaming.

Not in other guise Orestes saw the Furies ere he fled To purge his sin within the Scythian bounds; Nor in more fierce convulsions raged the soul Of Pentheus raving; nor Agave's (26) mind When she had known her son.

Before his gaze Flashed all the javelins which Pharsalia saw, Or that avenging day when drew their blades The Roman senators; and on his couch, Infernal monsters from the depths of hell Scourged him in slumber.

Thus his guilty mind Brought retribution.