Of Theseus and the Minotaur
LABYRINTH What is this, that you are seeking, Hero, here among the reeking passages that twist around, and lead you into cul-de-sacs, hemmed in by walls marked with the axe, double-headed and two-faced...? Once upon a time you raced-- in sunlight gleaming off the sea you sweated in your lissome grace, by the age-twisted cypress tree, stood tall and young and full of years and watched the galleys tribute-full-- of youths, of maids, of parting tears and carrying a nation's fears-- with black... Sign in to see full entry.