<ARPA.TXT The Arraignment of Paris. By George Peele, 1581, from
Smeaton, Oliphant, Ed. 1905, The Arraignment of Paris. London:
Aldine. Scanned after Act I by ee 7/26/93, proofread by EE 7/93,
edited by EE 7/93. Act I typed, proofed by WE 87/93>
<Ate> Condemned soul, Ate, from lowest hell,
And deadly rivers of th' infernal Jove,
Where bloodless ghosts in pains of endless date
Fill ruthless ears with never-ceasing cries,
Behold, I come in place, and bring beside
The bane of Troy! behold, the fatal fruit,
Raught from the golden tree of Proserpine!
Proud Troy must fall, so bid the gods above,
And stately Ilium's lofty towers be razed
By conquering hands of the victorious foe;
King Priam's palace waste with flaming fire,
Whose thick and foggy smoke, piercing the sky,
Must serve for messenger of sacrifice,
T' appease the anger of the angry heavens;
And Priam's younger son, the shepherd swain,
Paris, th' unhappy organ of the Greeks.
So loath and weary of her heavy load,
The Earth c . . .