POWER OF LOVE (from "Antigone")

POWER OF LOVE (from "Antigone")

by: Sophocles

 LOVE, thou art victor in fight: thou mak'st all things afraid;

Thou couchest thee softly at night on the cheeks of a maid;

Thou passest the bounds of the sea, and the folds of the fields;

To thee the immortal, to thee the ephemeral yields;

Thou maddenest them that possess thee; thou turnest astray

The souls of the just, to oppress them, out of the way;

Thou hast kindled amongst us pride, and the quarrel of kin;

Thou art lord, by the eyes of a bride, and the love-light therein;

Thou sittest assessor with Right; her kingdom is thine,

Who sports with invincible might, Aphrodite divine.