There, the earth-born,
The herdsman Argus, most immitigable
Of wrath, did find me out, and track me out
With eyes set staring at my steps:
And though an unexpected sudden doom
Drew him from life, I, curse-tormented still,
Am driven from land to land before the scourge
The gods hold o'er me.
The herdsman Argus, most immitigable
Of wrath, did find me out, and track me out
With eyes set staring at my steps:
And though an unexpected sudden doom
Drew him from life, I, curse-tormented still,
Am driven from land to land before the scourge
The gods hold o'er me.
Elizabeth Browning
