POSEIDON
Up from Aegean caverns, pool by pool,
Of blue salt sea, where feet most beautiful
Of Nereïd maidens weave from the foam
Their long sea-dances, I, their lord, am come,
Poseidon of the Sea.

The Trojan women (Gilbert Murray transl., 1931).

The Electra of Euripides has the distinction of being, perhaps, the most abused, and, one might add, not the best understood, of ancient tragedies.

Introduction to Electra (Gilbert Murray transl., 1931).

PEASANT
Old gleam on the face of the world, I give thee hail,
River of Argos land, where sail on sail
The long ships met, a thousand, near and far,
When Agamemnon walked the seas in war;
Who smote King Priam in the dust, and burned
The storied streets of Ilion, and returned
Above all conquerers, heaping tower and fane
Of Argos high with spoils of Eastern slain.

Electra (Gilbert Murray transl., 1931).