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  Speaker 1: Part one of media. This is a LibriVox recording. All
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  Speaker 1: Expatriate and Bangor Maine. Media by Euripides, translated by Arthur
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  Speaker 1: sanders Way eighteen forty seven to nineteen thirty Part one.
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  Speaker 1: When the heroes who sailed in the ship Argo to
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  Speaker 1: bring home the Golden Fleece, came to the land of Kolchis,
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  Speaker 1: they found that to win that treasure was a deed
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  Speaker 1: passing the might of mortal men. So terribly was it
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  Speaker 1: guarded by monsters magical, even fire breathing bulls in an
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  Speaker 1: unsleeping dragon. But Aphrodite caused Media, the sorceress daughter of Aietes,
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  Speaker 1: the king of the land, to love Jason, their captain,
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  Speaker 1: so that by her magic he overcame the bulls in
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  Speaker 1: the dragon. Then Jason took the fleece and Media withal
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  Speaker 1: for that he had pledged him to wed Her in
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  Speaker 1: the land of Greece. But as they fled Absyrtus, her
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  Speaker 1: brother pursued them with a host of war. Yet by
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  Speaker 1: Media's devising was he slain so they came to the
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  Speaker 1: land of Iolcos, and to Pelius, who held the kingdom,
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  Speaker 1: which was Jason's of right. But Media, by her magic,
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  Speaker 1: wrought upon Peleius's daughter, so that they slew their father.
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  Speaker 1: Yet by reason of men's horror of the deed, might
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  Speaker 1: not Jason and Media abide in the land. And they
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  Speaker 1: came to Corinth, and there all men rejoiced for the
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  Speaker 1: coming of a hero so mighty in war, and a
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  Speaker 1: lady renowned for wisdom unearthly, for that Media was grandchild
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  Speaker 1: of the Sun God. But after ten years, Chreon, the
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  Speaker 1: king of the land, spake to Jason, saying, lo, I
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  Speaker 1: will give thee my daughter to wife, and thou shalt
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  Speaker 1: reign after me. If thou wilt put away thy wife Media,
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  Speaker 1: for her and her two sons, will I banish from
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  Speaker 1: the land so Jason can scented. And of this befel
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  Speaker 1: things strange and awful, which are told herein Dramatis Personae.
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  Speaker 1: Nurse of Media's children children's guardian note Pedagogus a trusted
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  Speaker 1: servant responsible for keeping the boys out of harm's way.
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  Speaker 1: He was present at their sports, accompanied them to and
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  Speaker 1: from school, and never let them be out of his sight.
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  Speaker 1: A similar institution is familiar to Englishmen resident in India
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  Speaker 1: and Media. Chorus of Corinthian Ladies, Creon, King of Corinth,
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  Speaker 1: Jason Aegeus, King of Athens, Messenger, children of Media. The
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  Speaker 1: scene is in front of Jason's house at Corinth Media Enter,
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  Speaker 1: nurse of Media's children. Nurse would God that Argos Hull
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  Speaker 1: had never flown through those blue clashing rocks to colchis Land,
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  Speaker 1: nor that in Pelion's glens had fallen ever the axe
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  Speaker 1: hewn pine, nor filled with oars the hands of hero princes,
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  Speaker 1: who at pelias hest quested the golden fleece. My mistress,
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  Speaker 1: then Media to Eulcus Towers, had sailed not with love
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  Speaker 1: for Jason thrilled through all her soul, Nor had on
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  Speaker 1: Pelius's daughter wrought to slay their sire. Nor now in
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  Speaker 1: this Corinthian land dwelt with her lord and children, gladdening
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  Speaker 1: by this her exile them whose land received her yea
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  Speaker 1: and in all things serving Jason's wheel, which is the
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  Speaker 1: chief salvation of the home. When wife stands not at
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  Speaker 1: variance with her lord. Now all is hatred, love is sickness,
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  Speaker 1: stricken for Jason, traitor to his babes and her my mistress,
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  Speaker 1: weddeth with a child of Kings, daughter of Creon, ruler
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  Speaker 1: of the land, and slighted. Thus media hapless wife cries
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  Speaker 1: on the oaths, invokes that mightiest pledge of the right hand,
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  Speaker 1: and calls the gods to witness from Jason what requital
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  Speaker 1: she receives. Foodless, she lies her frame to griefs resign'd,
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  Speaker 1: wasting in tears all those long, weary hours since first
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  Speaker 1: she knew her outrage by her Lord, never uplifting eye,
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  Speaker 1: nor turning ever from earth her face, but like a
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  Speaker 1: rock or sea wave, so hearkens. She to friends that
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  Speaker 1: counsel her, saving at wiles. When turning her white neck
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  Speaker 1: all to herself, she wails her sire, beloved, her land,
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  Speaker 1: her home, forsaking which she came hither with him, who
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  Speaker 1: holds her now dishonor'd now knows she hapless by affliction's teaching,
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  Speaker 1: How good is fatherland unforfeited? She loathes her babes joys,
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  Speaker 1: not beholding them. I fear her lest some mischief she devise.
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  Speaker 1: Grim is her spirit one that will not brook, mishandling.
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  Speaker 1: YEA I know her, and I dread lest through her
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  Speaker 1: heart she thrust the wedded knife through the hole, stealing
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  Speaker 1: silent to her bed, or slay the king in him
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  Speaker 1: that weds his child, and get herself therefrom some worse misfortune.
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  Speaker 1: For dangerous is she who begins a feud with her naught.
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  Speaker 1: Soon shall sing the triumph song below her boys, their
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  Speaker 1: racing sport put by draw near unwitting of their mother's ills.
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  Speaker 1: For the young heart loves not to brood in grief.
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  Speaker 1: Enter Children's Guardian with boys, Children's Guardian O ancient chattel
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  Speaker 1: of my mistress home. Why at the gates thus lonely
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  Speaker 1: standest thou thyself unto thy self, discoursing ills? How wills
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  Speaker 1: media to be left of thee nurse? O? Gray attendant
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  Speaker 1: of the sons of Jason. The hearts of faithful servants
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  Speaker 1: still are touched by ill, betiding fortunes of their life.
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  Speaker 1: For I have come to such a passive grief, that
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  Speaker 1: yearning took me hitherward to come and tell to Earth
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  Speaker 1: and Heaven my lady's fortunes. Children's Guardian ceaseth not yet
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  Speaker 1: the hapless one from Moan Nurse cease her pains scarce
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  Speaker 1: begun the midst far off Children's Guardian. Ah fool, if
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  Speaker 1: one may say it of his lord's little she knoweth
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  Speaker 1: of the latest blow, Nurse, what is it ancient grudge?
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  Speaker 1: Not thou to tell me children's Guardian? No I repent
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  Speaker 1: me of the word that escape me, Nurse, nay by
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  Speaker 1: thy beard from fellow thrall hide not silence, if need be,
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  Speaker 1: will I keep thereof children's Guardian? I heard one saying,
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  Speaker 1: feigning not to hear, as I drew near the marble thrones,
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  Speaker 1: where sit the ancients round Pirene's hallowed fount, that creon
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  Speaker 1: this Land's lord will shortly drive these boys from soil
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  Speaker 1: Carinthia in with their mother. Howbeit if the tale I
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  Speaker 1: heard be true, I know not fain were I it
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  Speaker 1: were not so? Nurse will Jason brook his children suffering this?
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  Speaker 1: What though he be estranged from their mother Children's guardian?
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  Speaker 1: The old ties in the race lagged far behind the new. No, friend,
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  Speaker 1: is he unto this house, Nurse, we are undone. Then
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  Speaker 1: if we add fresh ill to old ere lightened be
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  Speaker 1: our ship of this children's Guardian. But thou, for tis
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  Speaker 1: not season that thy lady should know, keep silence and
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  Speaker 1: speak not the tale. Nurse here, babes, what father this
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  Speaker 1: is unto you? I curse him not he is my
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  Speaker 1: master still, But to his friends he stands convict of baseness.
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  Speaker 1: Children's guardian. What man is not hast learned this only
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  Speaker 1: now that each man loves self better than his neighbor,
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  Speaker 1: for just cause, some and some for greed of gain.
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  Speaker 1: So for a bride sake, these their father loves not
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  Speaker 1: nurse pass in, dear children, for it shall be well.
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  Speaker 1: But thou keep these apart to the uttermost, bring them
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  Speaker 1: not nigh. The mother angry souled, for late I saw
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  Speaker 1: her glare, as glare as a bull on these as
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  Speaker 1: twere from mischief nor her wrath I know, shall cease
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  Speaker 1: until its lightning strike. To foes, may she work ill?
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  Speaker 1: And not to friends. Media behind the scenes, Oh hapless I,
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  Speaker 1: Oh miseries heaped on mine head? Ah me, ah me,
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  Speaker 1: would God I were dead? Nurse, low darlings, The thing
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  Speaker 1: that I told you lo the heart of your mother
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  Speaker 1: astir and astir as her anger, withhold you from her sight,
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  Speaker 1: Come not nigh unto her. Haste get ye within, Oh
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  Speaker 1: beware ye of the thoughts as a wild beasts brood
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  Speaker 1: of the nature too ruthless to spare ye in its
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  Speaker 1: desperate mood, Pass ye within, now departing with all speed.
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  Speaker 1: It is plain to desern how a cloud of lamenting
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  Speaker 1: upstarting from its viewless beginnings, shall burn in lightnings of
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  Speaker 1: fury yet fiercer. What deed shall be dared of that
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  Speaker 1: soul so haughty, when wrongs goads piercer, so hard to control,
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  Speaker 1: excellent children with guardian media behind the scenes, woe I
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  Speaker 1: have suffered, have suffered, foul wrongs that may waken, may
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  Speaker 1: waken mighty lamentings. Full well, oh ye children accurse from
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  Speaker 1: the womb, Hence to destruction, Ye brood of a loathed one, forsaken,
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  Speaker 1: forsaken hence with your father, and perish our home in
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  Speaker 1: the blackness of doom, nurse ah me in the father's offenses.
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  Speaker 1: What part have the babes that thine hate should blast
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  Speaker 1: them forlorn innocences? How sorely I fear for your fate,
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  Speaker 1: ah princes, How fearful their moods are, long, ruling, unschooled
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  Speaker 1: to obey, unforgiving on sleeping. Their feuds are better Life's
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  Speaker 1: level way be it mine? If in greatness I may
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  Speaker 1: not in quiet and peace, to grow old sweeter name
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  Speaker 1: than the means, shall ye say not, but to taste
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  Speaker 1: it is sweetness untold. But to men never wheel above
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  Speaker 1: measure availed on its perilous height. The gods, in their
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  Speaker 1: hour of displeasure, the heavier smite. Enter chorus of Corinthian Ladies, Chorus,
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  Speaker 1: I have hearkened the voice of the daughter of colchis
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  Speaker 1: the sound of the crying of the misery stricken. Nor
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  Speaker 1: yet is she stilled now the tale of her tell
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  Speaker 1: gray woman for moaned through the porch from her chamber,
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  Speaker 1: the wail of her sighing. And I cannot, I cannot
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  Speaker 1: be glad while the home in affliction is lying, the
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  Speaker 1: house I have loved so well, nurse home home. There
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  Speaker 1: is none vanished away from my lord to a bride
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  Speaker 1: of the Prince's is thrall. And my lady is pining
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  Speaker 1: the livelong day in her bower. And for naught that
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  Speaker 1: her friend's lips say on her heart. May the dewes
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  Speaker 1: of comfort fall media behind the scenes. Would God that
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  Speaker 1: the flame of the lightning from heaven descending, descending might
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  Speaker 1: burn through mine head? For in living, wherein anymore is
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  Speaker 1: my gain? Alas and a lass, would God I might
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  Speaker 1: bring to an ending, and ending the life that I
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  Speaker 1: loathe and behind me might cast all its burden of pain.
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  Speaker 1: Chorus strophy, O Zeus earth light, did ye hear her?
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  Speaker 1: How waileth a woe laden breath of the pride and
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  Speaker 1: unhappiest plight? What yearning for vanished delight? O passion distraught
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  Speaker 1: should have might to cause THEE to wish death nearer
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  Speaker 1: the ending of all things? Death. Make thou not for
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  Speaker 1: this supplication? If thine husband hath turned in a doored
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  Speaker 1: new love that is stranged, he is, oh, harrow thy
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  Speaker 1: soul not for this? It is Zeus that shall right thee.
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  Speaker 1: I wist alpinena in over vexation of spirit, bewailing thy
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  Speaker 1: lord media behind the scenes, O Lady of justice, O
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  Speaker 1: Artemis majesty, see it, Oh see it, Look on the
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  Speaker 1: wrongs that I suffer, my oaths everlasting. Who tied the
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  Speaker 1: soul of mine husband, that ne'er from the curse he
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  Speaker 1: might free it, nor free it from your vengeance? Oh,
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  Speaker 1: may I behold him at last, even him and his bride,
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  Speaker 1: them and these holes therewithal all shattered in ruin, in
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  Speaker 1: ruin wretches who dare unprovoke to due to media despite
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  Speaker 1: O father, O city, whom eerst I forsook for undoing, undoing,
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  Speaker 1: and for shame, when the blood of my brother I
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  Speaker 1: spilt on the path of my flight. Nurse, do ye
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  Speaker 1: hear what she saith, and uplifteth her cry unto themis
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  Speaker 1: and zeus to the Suppliant's king, oth steward of men
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  Speaker 1: that be born, but to die. Oh, my lady will
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  Speaker 1: lay not her anger by soon making her vengeance a
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  Speaker 1: little thing chorus antistrophy. If she would but come forth
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  Speaker 1: where we wait her, If she would but give ear
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  Speaker 1: to the sound of our speech, that her spirit would
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  Speaker 1: learn from its fierceness of anger to turn, and her
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  Speaker 1: lust for revenge not burn. Oh ne'er, may my love
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  Speaker 1: prove traitor never false to my friends, be it found.
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  Speaker 1: But go thou and forth of the dwelling thy mistress
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  Speaker 1: hitherward lead say to her that friends be we all
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  Speaker 1: Oh hasten ere mischief, befall the lords of the palace hall,
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  Speaker 1: for her grief like a tempest upswelling resistless, shall ruin
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  Speaker 1: word speed. Nurse, I will do it, but almost my
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  Speaker 1: spirit despareth to win her. Yet labor of love shall
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  Speaker 1: it be, but my queen on her thralls as a
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  Speaker 1: mad bull glareth, or a lioness couch mid her whelps,
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  Speaker 1: who so dareth with speech to draw near her, so
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  Speaker 1: tameless as she he should err not? Who name the
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  Speaker 1: old singers in singing, not cunning, but left handed bards
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  Speaker 1: for their lays did they frame for the mirth tide,
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  Speaker 1: the festal, in bringing of the wine in the feast,
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  Speaker 1: when the harpstrings are ringing to sweeten with melody life
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  Speaker 1: sweet days, But the dread doom of mortals, the anguish, heartrending.
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  Speaker 1: Never minstrel by music hath breathed on them peace, nor
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  Speaker 1: by song with his harp notes in harmony blending. Albeit
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  Speaker 1: of these comeeth death's dark ending, unto many a home
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  Speaker 1: that is wrecked of these? And yet were it surely
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  Speaker 1: a boon to bring healing of sorrow to mortals with song?
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  Speaker 1: But in vain mid the fullness of feasting, ring voices clear, pealing,
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  Speaker 1: and the banquet itself hath a glamour, concealing from mortals
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  Speaker 1: their doom, flinging spells over pain Exit nurse chorus. I
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  Speaker 1: have heard it. The sigh laden cry of the daughter
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  Speaker 1: of colchis the woe shrilling, anguish of wailing for the
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  Speaker 1: traitor to love, who with false vows caught her, who,
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  Speaker 1: in strength of her wrongs chideth heaven, assailing the oath
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  Speaker 1: Queen of Zeus, who with chords all prevailing forthhail'd her
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  Speaker 1: and brought her o'er starlit in water, where the brine
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  Speaker 1: mishover over Pontus Key unto hellas far over the boundless sea.
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  Speaker 1: Enter media media, Corinthian Dames. I have come forth my doors,
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  Speaker 1: lest ye should blame me. Many folk I know accounted haughty,
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  Speaker 1: some for proud staid mien, some stranger shy, and some
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  Speaker 1: that softly go had gotten ill repute of indolence. For
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  Speaker 1: justice sits nah in the eyes of man, who ere
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  Speaker 1: he hath desern'd his neighbor's heart hates him at sight,
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  Speaker 1: albeit no wise wrong. The sojournal must learn the sea
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  Speaker 1: want nor praise I citizens born law to themselves, mannerless
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  Speaker 1: churls which flout their fellow folk. But me, unlooked for,
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  Speaker 1: fell this blow on me and break mine heart. Undone,
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  Speaker 1: I am have lost all grace of life and longed
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  Speaker 1: to die, my friends, for he that was mine all
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  Speaker 1: thou know'st it. Well, my lord of all men basest
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  Speaker 1: hath become surely of creatures, that of life and wit.
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  Speaker 1: We women are of all things wretchedest who first must
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  Speaker 1: needs as buys the highest bidder. Thus by a husband
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  Speaker 1: and our body's master, so win for deeper depth of ill?
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  Speaker 1: Is this nay, risk is dire herein? Or shall we
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  Speaker 1: gain an evil lord or good? For change is shame
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  Speaker 1: to woman? Nor may she renounce her spouse and coming
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  Speaker 1: to new customs habits new seer. Needs she be to
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  Speaker 1: know the thing unlearned, but manner of man her couch's
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  Speaker 1: mate shall be. But if we learn our lesson, if
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  Speaker 1: our lord dwell with us, plunging nought against the yoke,
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  Speaker 1: happy our lot. If not no help but death for
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  Speaker 1: the man when at home they fret, his soul goes
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  Speaker 1: forth and stays his loathing, heart's disgust unto a friend
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  Speaker 1: or age mate, turning him. We have but one one
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  Speaker 1: heart to seek for comfort. But we say they live
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  Speaker 1: an unperiled life at home while they do battle with
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  Speaker 1: the spear. Falsely they deem twice would I under shield
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  Speaker 1: stand rather than bear childbirth, peril once, Yet THEE in
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  Speaker 1: me the self same reasons touch not thine? Is this
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  Speaker 1: city thine, a father's home, has bliss of life and
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  Speaker 1: fellowship of friends. But I lone, citiless and outrage Thus
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  Speaker 1: of him who kidnapped me from foreign shores. Mother nor
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  Speaker 1: brother have I kinsman, none report of refuge from calamity.
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  Speaker 1: Wherefore I fain would win of thee this boon, if
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  Speaker 1: any path be found me or device whereby to avenge
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  Speaker 1: these wrongs upon mine. Husband, on her who weds, on
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  Speaker 1: him who gives the bride, keeps silence. Woman quails at
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  Speaker 1: every peril, faint heart to face the fray and look
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  Speaker 1: on steel. But when in wedlock rights she suffers wrong,
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  Speaker 1: no spirit more bloodthirsty shall be found. Chorus. This will
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  Speaker 1: I fortis just that thou media requite thy lord no
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  Speaker 1: marble thou dost grieve. But I see Creon, ruler of
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  Speaker 1: this land, advancing herald of some new decree. Enter Creon,
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  Speaker 1: Creon thee the black, lowering wroth against thy lord. Media,
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  Speaker 1: bid I forth this land to fare and exile, taking
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  Speaker 1: thy two sons with thee, and make no tarrying dayemen
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  Speaker 1: of this cause? Am I in whomward go I not
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  Speaker 1: again ere from the land's bounds I have cast thee forth.
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  Speaker 1: Media ah me undone am I an utter ruin foes, crowds,
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  Speaker 1: sail pursuing landing place? Is none from surges of calamity.
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  Speaker 1: Yet how so wronged? One question? Will I ask? For
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  Speaker 1: what cause? Creon, dost thou banish me? Creon, I fear
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  Speaker 1: THEE need is none to cloak my words, lest on
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  Speaker 1: my child. Thou wreak some ill past cure, And to
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  Speaker 1: this dread do many things conspire? Wise art thou cunning
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  Speaker 1: in much evil lore? Chafed art thou of thine husband's couch?
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  Speaker 1: Bereft I hear thou threatenest, So they bring me word
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  Speaker 1: to wreak on sire, on bridegroom, and on bride mischief.
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  Speaker 1: I guard mine head Ere falls the blow. Better be
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  Speaker 1: hated woman now of THEE than once relent and sorely
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  Speaker 1: grown too late. Media not now first, Creon many a time?
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  Speaker 1: Ere now rumor hath wronged and wrought me grievous harm.
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  Speaker 1: Ne'er should the man whose heart is sound of wit,
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  Speaker 1: let teach his sons more wisdom than the herd. They
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  Speaker 1: are burdened with unprofitable lore in spite and envy of
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  Speaker 1: other folk. They earn. For if thou bring strange wisdom
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  Speaker 1: unto dullards useless, shalt thou be counted and not wise,
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  Speaker 1: and grant thy name o'er top the self extoll'd wits
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  Speaker 1: in the city odious. Shalt thou be myself too in
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  Speaker 1: this fortune, m partaker of some. My wisdom wins me jealousy,
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  Speaker 1: some count me idle, some or busy, some unsocial, Yet
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  Speaker 1: not over wise am I in thou thou fierst me,
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  Speaker 1: lest I mar thy music? Not such am I? O creon,
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  Speaker 1: dread not me that against princes I should dare transgress.
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  Speaker 1: How hast thou wrong me? Thou hast given thy child
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  Speaker 1: to whomso please thee. But I hate mine husband, and
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  Speaker 1: doubtless this imprudence. Hast thou done? Nay? But I grudge
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  Speaker 1: not thy prosperity wedge ye and prosper But in this
• 20:56
  Speaker 1: your land still let me dwell, for I, how wronged,
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  Speaker 1: so air will hold my peace. O'er mastered by the
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  Speaker 1: strong creon soft words to hear, but lurks mine heart within.
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  Speaker 1: Dread Lest thou plottest mischief all the while, and all
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  Speaker 1: the less. I trust THEE than before the vehement hearted woman.
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  Speaker 1: Yea or man is easier watched for than the silent cunning.
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  Speaker 1: But forth with all speed, plead me, pleadings none for
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  Speaker 1: this established. No device hast thou to bide with us,
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  Speaker 1: who art a foe to me? Media, nay, by thy
• 21:32
  Speaker 1: knees and by the bride, thy child. Creon, Thou wastest words,
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  Speaker 1: Thou never shalt prevail. Media wilt drive me forth, respecting
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  Speaker 1: not my prayers. Creon. I more I love not THEE
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  Speaker 1: than mine own house. Media, Oh, how shall I call
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  Speaker 1: THEE now to mine my country? Creon, I dear to
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  Speaker 1: me is corinth next my children? Media alas to mortals?
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  Speaker 1: What a curse is love? Creon? Blessing or curse? I
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  Speaker 1: trow as fortune falls? Media, zeus may the cause of
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  Speaker 1: this scape, not thy ken Creon. Hence passionate fool and
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  Speaker 1: rid me of my trouble. Media troubled am I nor
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  Speaker 1: need I troubles new Creon. Soon shalt thou be by
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  Speaker 1: servants hands thrust out. Media nay, nay, not this o Chreon,
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  Speaker 1: I beseech thee. Creon a coil thou wilt make woman
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  Speaker 1: as it seems, media, I will flee forth, not this
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  Speaker 1: the boon I crave creon Why rest of then? Why
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  Speaker 1: rid not Corinth of THEE? Media suffer me yet to
• 22:48
  Speaker 1: tarry this one day and somewhat for our exile, to
• 22:52
  Speaker 1: take thought and find my babes of refuge, since their
• 22:55
  Speaker 1: sire cares not to make provision for his sons. Compassionate
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  Speaker 1: THEE a father too, art Thou of children meet. It
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  Speaker 1: is thou show these grace, not for myself. I fret
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  Speaker 1: if I be banished for them in their calamity. I
• 23:10
  Speaker 1: mourn Chreon my spirit. Least of all is Tyrannus many
• 23:15
  Speaker 1: a plan have my relentings marred? And woman? Now I
• 23:19
  Speaker 1: know I err herein. Yet shalt thou win this boon?
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  Speaker 1: But I forewarn THEE. If THEE the approaching sun God's
• 23:26
  Speaker 1: torch behold within this country's confines with thy sons, Thou
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  Speaker 1: diest The word is said that shall not lie. Now
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  Speaker 1: if remain, thou must remain one day too short for
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  Speaker 1: THEE to do the deeds I dread. Exit chorus, Oh hapless,
• 23:44
  Speaker 1: Thou woes me for thy misery, woe for the trouble
• 23:48
  Speaker 1: and anguish that meet THEE. Witherward wilt thou turn THEE?
• 23:52
  Speaker 1: What welcoming hand? Mid the strangers shall greet THEE? What
• 23:56
  Speaker 1: home or what land? To receive thee deliverance from evils?
• 23:59
  Speaker 1: To give them thee? Wilt thou find for thee? Now,
• 24:02
  Speaker 1: how mid surge of despair to o'erwhelm thee in ruin
• 24:06
  Speaker 1: God's hand on thine helm hath steer'd o media thy
• 24:10
  Speaker 1: prow media tis ill done every way? Who shall gainsay?
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  Speaker 1: Yet no wise ill in this deem not so yet
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  Speaker 1: bridegroom and bridegrim conflicts yet away, nor trouble's light abide
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  Speaker 1: these marriage makers. Think'st thou that I had cringed to
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  Speaker 1: yon man, ever, except to gain some gain or work
• 24:30
  Speaker 1: some while, nor word nor touch of hand had I
• 24:33
  Speaker 1: vouchsafed him. But to such height of folly hath he
• 24:37
  Speaker 1: come that when he might forestall mine every plot by banishment?
• 24:41
  Speaker 1: This day of grace he grants me to stay wherein
• 24:44
  Speaker 1: three foes will I lay dead, the father and the
• 24:47
  Speaker 1: daughter and mine husband, And having for them many paths
• 24:51
  Speaker 1: of death, which first to take in hand, I know not, friends,
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  Speaker 1: whether to set the bridal bower of flame, or through
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  Speaker 1: the heart to thrust the way knife through yon hulls,
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  Speaker 1: stealing silent to their couch. Yet one thing bars the way.
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  Speaker 1: If I be found crossing the threshold of the house
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  Speaker 1: and plodding, die, shall I and make mirth unto my
• 25:13
  Speaker 1: foes best the straight path, wherein my nature's cunning excels
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  Speaker 1: by poisons to destroy them? Yea, Now grant them dead?
• 25:22
  Speaker 1: What city will receive me? What host vouchsafe? A land
• 25:26
  Speaker 1: of refuge, home secure, and from the avenger shield my life?
• 25:30
  Speaker 1: There is none tarrying then a little space if any
• 25:34
  Speaker 1: tower of safety shall appear, these deaths by guile and
• 25:37
  Speaker 1: silence will I compass. But if misfortune drive me desperate
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  Speaker 1: forth myself will grip the sword. Yea, though I die
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  Speaker 1: and slay, and dare the strong hand's reckless deed. For
• 25:49
  Speaker 1: by the Queen of Knight, whom I revere above all,
• 25:52
  Speaker 1: and for fellow worker chose hecate, dweller of mine hearth's
• 25:56
  Speaker 1: dark shrine. Not one shall vex my soul and ruin,
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  Speaker 1: not bitter and woeful bridal. Will I give them bitter troth,
• 26:04
  Speaker 1: plight and banishing of me up then spare not of
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  Speaker 1: all thy sorcery, lore media, of thy plotting and contriving.
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  Speaker 1: Unto the dread deed. Now is need of daring look
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  Speaker 1: on my wrongs. Thou must not make derision for sons
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  Speaker 1: of Sisyphus, for Jason's bride, Thou sprung from royal father,
• 26:24
  Speaker 1: from the sun. Thou know'st means yea our woman nature
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  Speaker 1: tis say they to be most helpless for all good,
• 26:32
  Speaker 1: but fashioners most cunning of all ill chorus Strophe I
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  Speaker 1: upward a back to their fountains. As sacred rivers are stealing.
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  Speaker 1: Justice is turned to injustice, the order of old to confusion.
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  Speaker 1: The thoughts of the hearts of men are treachery, holy
• 26:50
  Speaker 1: and reeling from its ancient foundations. The faith of the
• 26:53
  Speaker 1: gods has become a delusion. Changes and changes. The voice
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  Speaker 1: of the people shall crown me with honor. My life
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  Speaker 1: shall be sun lit with glory. For woman, the old
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  Speaker 1: time story is ended, the slander's hoary. No more shall
• 27:08
  Speaker 1: as chains be upon her anti strophy won, and the
• 27:12
  Speaker 1: strains of the singers of old generations for shame shall falter,
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  Speaker 1: which sang evermore of the treason of woman or faithlessness ever,
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  Speaker 1: alas that our lips are not touched with the fire
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  Speaker 1: of song from the altar of Phoebus, the harper, king
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  Speaker 1: of the inspiration giver. Else had I lifted my voice
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  Speaker 1: in challenge of song, high ringing unto men for the
• 27:35
  Speaker 1: role of the ages, shall find for the poet, sages,
• 27:38
  Speaker 1: proud woman, themes for their pages, heroines worthy their singing
• 27:43
  Speaker 1: strophy too. But thou, from the ancient home, didst sail
• 27:47
  Speaker 1: over leagues of foam on sped by a frenzied heart,
• 27:51
  Speaker 1: and the sea gates saw us despart the twin rocks.
• 27:55
  Speaker 1: Now in the land of the Stranger, thy doom is
• 27:57
  Speaker 1: to waken to a widowed couch, and forsake of thy
• 28:00
  Speaker 1: lord in woe overtaken to be cast forth shamed. In
• 28:04
  Speaker 1: banned anti strophe two, disannulled is a spell of the oath.
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  Speaker 1: No shame for the broken troth in hellas the wide
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  Speaker 1: doth remain, but heavenward its flight hath attained no home
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  Speaker 1: of the Father. Hast thou for thine haven. When troublestorms
• 28:21
  Speaker 1: lower you surfed as thy bridal bower of another in
• 28:25
  Speaker 1: pride of her power, ill starred overqueening thee now end
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  Speaker 1: of part one of media recording by Expatriot in Bangor, Maine.
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  Speaker 1: Part two of Media by Euripides, translated by Arthur sanders
• 28:49
  Speaker 1: Way eighteen forty seven to nineteen thirty. This Librivax recording
• 28:54
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Recording by Expatriot in Bangor,
• 28:58
  Speaker 1: Maine two. Enter Jason, Jason, not now first nay, but
• 29:06
  Speaker 1: ofttimes have I marked what desperate mischief is a froward spirit?
• 29:11
  Speaker 1: For in this land, this home, when thou mayst stay,
• 29:14
  Speaker 1: bearing unfractiously thy ruler's pleasure, banish thou art for wild
• 29:19
  Speaker 1: and whirling words me they vexed, not cease, never n
• 29:23
  Speaker 1: thou wilt clamoring Jason as of men most base, But
• 29:27
  Speaker 1: for thy words against thy rulers spoken, count it all
• 29:30
  Speaker 1: gain mere exile, punishing thee for me still strove I
• 29:35
  Speaker 1: to appease the wrath of kings incensed. Fain would I
• 29:39
  Speaker 1: thou shouldst stay, But thou reign'st not thy folly speaking,
• 29:43
  Speaker 1: still evil of dignities, art therefore banished. Yet for all this,
• 29:48
  Speaker 1: not wearied of my friends, with so much forethought, come
• 29:51
  Speaker 1: I for thee lady that banished with thy babes. Thou
• 29:54
  Speaker 1: lack not gold nor aught beside for many an ill
• 29:58
  Speaker 1: is brought in exile's train. Yea, though thou heedest me,
• 30:02
  Speaker 1: ne'er can I harbor evil thought of thee Media catoph
• 30:07
  Speaker 1: of Catop's blackest of reproaches my tongue, for thine unmanliness
• 30:12
  Speaker 1: can frame Thou comest to me, Thou comest most hateful,
• 30:16
  Speaker 1: prove to Heaven, to me, to all the race of men.
• 30:20
  Speaker 1: This is not daring, no nor courage this to wrong
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  Speaker 1: thy friends, and blench not from their eyes, but of
• 30:27
  Speaker 1: all plagues infecting men, the worst, even shamelessness. And yet
• 30:32
  Speaker 1: tis well thou camest, for I shall ease the burden
• 30:34
  Speaker 1: of mine heart, reviling THEE, and thou be galled to hear,
• 30:39
  Speaker 1: and with the first things first, while I begin, I
• 30:42
  Speaker 1: save thee, as they know what Greeks so 'err enter'd
• 30:45
  Speaker 1: with thee the self same Argo's hull, thee sent to
• 30:49
  Speaker 1: quell the flame out breathing bulls with yoke bands, and
• 30:53
  Speaker 1: to sow the tilth of death. The dragon warder of
• 30:56
  Speaker 1: the fleece of gold that sleepless kept it with his
• 30:59
  Speaker 1: manifold oils. I slew and raise deliverance light for THEE.
• 31:04
  Speaker 1: Myself forsook my father and mine home, and to Eolchus
• 31:08
  Speaker 1: under Pelian kan with THEE more zealous in thy cause
• 31:12
  Speaker 1: than wise, and Pelias slew by his own children's hands
• 31:15
  Speaker 1: of all death's worst. So cast out all thy fear.
• 31:19
  Speaker 1: And thus of me, basest of men, entreated for a
• 31:23
  Speaker 1: new bride, Hast thou forsaken me? Though I had borne
• 31:27
  Speaker 1: THEE children? Wert thou childless? Not past forgiving? Were this
• 31:31
  Speaker 1: marriage craving? But faith of oaths hath vanish'd? I know
• 31:35
  Speaker 1: not whether thou deem'st the olden gods yet rule, or
• 31:39
  Speaker 1: that new laws are now ordained for men. For thine
• 31:42
  Speaker 1: heart speaks THEE unto me forsworn out on this right
• 31:45
  Speaker 1: hand which thou oftwoldst clasp these needs. How vainly have
• 31:50
  Speaker 1: we been embraced by a base man? Thus, frustrate of
• 31:53
  Speaker 1: our hopes, Come as a friend? Will I commune with THEE? Yet?
• 31:57
  Speaker 1: What fair dealing should I hope from THEE? Yet? Will
• 32:00
  Speaker 1: I question'd baser shalt thou show? Now? Whither turn I
• 32:05
  Speaker 1: to my father's house, which with my country I for
• 32:08
  Speaker 1: THEE cast off to pelias hapless daughters graciously their father's slayer,
• 32:13
  Speaker 1: would they welcome home? For thus it is a foe.
• 32:16
  Speaker 1: Am I become to mine own house? Whom I should
• 32:20
  Speaker 1: ne'er have harm'd for grace to thee. I made mine enemies.
• 32:24
  Speaker 1: So then, midst tell us daughters, hast thou made me
• 32:27
  Speaker 1: blest in return? For all in THEE have I O wretched?
• 32:32
  Speaker 1: I a wond'rous spouse, and leal if from the land
• 32:36
  Speaker 1: cast forth I pass to exile forlorn of friends, alone
• 32:40
  Speaker 1: with children, lone, a proud reproach for our new bridegroom.
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: This in poverty, thy babes, thy savior, wander o zeus ah.
• 32:50
  Speaker 1: Wherefore hast thou given to men plain signs for gold
• 32:54
  Speaker 1: which is but counterfeit, but no assay mark nature graven
• 32:58
  Speaker 1: shows on men's form to discern the base withal chorus.
• 33:04
  Speaker 1: Awful is wrath and past all balm of healing when
• 33:07
  Speaker 1: they that once loved clash in feud of hate Jason
• 33:12
  Speaker 1: needs must I be not ill at speech me seems,
• 33:15
  Speaker 1: but like the careful helmsman of a ship with close
• 33:19
  Speaker 1: reefed canvas, run before the gale. Woman of thy tempestuous
• 33:23
  Speaker 1: railing tongue, I for thy kindness, tower high, Thou pilst
• 33:28
  Speaker 1: deem Kipri's savior of my voyaging her and none other
• 33:32
  Speaker 1: or of gods or men a subtle wit. Thou hast
• 33:36
  Speaker 1: what need to force me to tell the tale how
• 33:39
  Speaker 1: love by strong compulsion of shafts unerring made thee save
• 33:43
  Speaker 1: my life. Yet take I not account too strict thereof,
• 33:47
  Speaker 1: For in that thou didst save me, thou didstwell, howbeit
• 33:51
  Speaker 1: more hast thou received than given of this my safety,
• 33:54
  Speaker 1: as my words shall prove. First, Then in hellest dwellst
• 33:58
  Speaker 1: thou in the stead of land, barbaric knowest justice, learnest
• 34:02
  Speaker 1: to live by law without respective force. And all the
• 34:06
  Speaker 1: Greeks have heard thy Wisdom's fame renown is thine. But
• 34:10
  Speaker 1: if on earth fair born thou dwellest, yet thou hadst
• 34:13
  Speaker 1: not lived in story. Now mind be neither gold mine
• 34:16
  Speaker 1: holds within, nor sweeter song be mine than Orpheus sang,
• 34:21
  Speaker 1: if my fair fortune be to fame unknown. Thus far
• 34:25
  Speaker 1: of my great labors have I spoken since thou flunke'st
• 34:28
  Speaker 1: down this challenge to dispute. But for thy railings on
• 34:32
  Speaker 1: my royal marriage, herein will I show first that wise
• 34:36
  Speaker 1: I was then temperate, Third, to THEE the best of friends,
• 34:40
  Speaker 1: and to my children. Nay, but hear me out. When
• 34:43
  Speaker 1: I came hither from iolcus Land, with many a desperate
• 34:47
  Speaker 1: fortune in my train, what happier treasure trove could I
• 34:50
  Speaker 1: have found than to wed I an exile with the princess,
• 34:55
  Speaker 1: not where it galls thee loathing couch of thine, and
• 34:59
  Speaker 1: for a new brides smitten with desire, nor eager I
• 35:03
  Speaker 1: to multiply mine offspring, suffice these born to me no
• 35:07
  Speaker 1: fault in them, but that we might with honor, live grave,
• 35:11
  Speaker 1: import and be not straitened. For I know full well
• 35:15
  Speaker 1: how all friends from the poor man stand aloof, and
• 35:18
  Speaker 1: I might nurture as beseems mine house are sons, And
• 35:22
  Speaker 1: to these born of THEE beget brethren, and knitting in
• 35:25
  Speaker 1: one family, all live happy days. Thou, what wouldst thou
• 35:30
  Speaker 1: of children but me at profits through sons to be
• 35:33
  Speaker 1: born to help the living? Have I planned so ill?
• 35:37
  Speaker 1: Not thou would say it? But the lost couch galls thee.
• 35:40
  Speaker 1: But ye, ye women, so unreasoning are that wedlock writes unmarred?
• 35:46
  Speaker 1: Ye count all well? But to the couch, if aught
• 35:49
  Speaker 1: untoward hap with the best fairest lot, or ye at feud,
• 35:53
  Speaker 1: most bitter would that mortals otherwise could get them babes,
• 35:58
  Speaker 1: that womankind were not, And so no curse had lighted
• 36:01
  Speaker 1: upon men. Chorus words, Jason, words tricked out full cunningly.
• 36:08
  Speaker 1: Yet to me, though I speak not to thy mind unjust,
• 36:11
  Speaker 1: thou seemest betraying thus thy wife, Media, of many things,
• 36:17
  Speaker 1: I think not as think many, For in my sight
• 36:20
  Speaker 1: the villain's subtle tongue getteth himself regain exceeding loss. Who
• 36:25
  Speaker 1: confident his tongue can glose the wrong, becomes a bold
• 36:28
  Speaker 1: knave no great wisdom. This so be not thou as
• 36:32
  Speaker 1: touching me fair seeming and crafty tongue. One word shall
• 36:37
  Speaker 1: overthrow thee Thou shouldst, if not base have wed this
• 36:40
  Speaker 1: bride with my consent, not hid it from thy friends. Jason,
• 36:45
  Speaker 1: I nobly hast thou helped in this my purpose? Had
• 36:49
  Speaker 1: I a marriage named, who even now canst not refrain
• 36:52
  Speaker 1: thy heart's exceeding wrath. Media, not this thine hindrance, but
• 36:57
  Speaker 1: the alien wife. No crown of honor was as well
• 37:00
  Speaker 1: drew on Jason, now know this well. Not for the
• 37:04
  Speaker 1: woman's sake I wed the royal bride whom I have won,
• 37:08
  Speaker 1: But as I said, of my desire to save THEE
• 37:12
  Speaker 1: and beget seed royal to my son's brethren, and for
• 37:16
  Speaker 1: mine house a tower of strength. Media, no prosperous life
• 37:21
  Speaker 1: neath sorrow's cloud for me, nor weal with thorns of
• 37:24
  Speaker 1: conscience in mine heart. Jason know'st how to change thy
• 37:29
  Speaker 1: prayer and show the wiser. May thy good never seem
• 37:32
  Speaker 1: to thee thy sorrow, nor in fair fortune deem thy
• 37:35
  Speaker 1: lot misfortune. Media, Oh yea insult Thou hast a refuge,
• 37:41
  Speaker 1: Thou but desolate. I am banished from this land. Jason
• 37:46
  Speaker 1: thyself has chosen this none other blame Media, iye sooth
• 37:52
  Speaker 1: by wedding and betraying THEE, Jason by cursing princes with
• 37:57
  Speaker 1: an impious curse. Media even so, and thus am cursing
• 38:02
  Speaker 1: now thine house, Jason, with THEE. No more I wrangle
• 38:07
  Speaker 1: touching this. But if or for the children or thyself,
• 38:11
  Speaker 1: for help in exile, thou wilt take my gold. Speak
• 38:15
  Speaker 1: ready am I to give with hand ungrudging and send
• 38:19
  Speaker 1: guest tokens which shall find thee friends. If this thou
• 38:22
  Speaker 1: wilt not foolish, shalt thou be refrain wrath and advantage,
• 38:27
  Speaker 1: Shalt thou be media thy friends. Nothing will I of
• 38:32
  Speaker 1: friends of thine, No wit will I receive nor offer thou.
• 38:36
  Speaker 1: No prophet is there in a villain's gifts, Jason. In
• 38:40
  Speaker 1: any wise, I call the gods to witness that all
• 38:43
  Speaker 1: help would I give THEE and thy sons. But thy
• 38:46
  Speaker 1: good likes thee. Not thy stubborn pride spurns friends. I
• 38:51
  Speaker 1: the more thy grief shall therefore be media away impatience
• 38:56
  Speaker 1: for the bride. New trap consumes thee. While thou loiterest
• 39:00
  Speaker 1: at the doors wed for perchance, and God shall speed
• 39:03
  Speaker 1: the word thine shall be bridle. Thou wouldst fain renounce
• 39:08
  Speaker 1: Exit Jason, Chorus Strophe One. Love bringeth nor glory nor
• 39:14
  Speaker 1: honor to men when it cometh restraining not its unscanted excess.
• 39:19
  Speaker 1: But if kypris in measure raining her joy cometh down,
• 39:23
  Speaker 1: there is none other godess so winsome as she not
• 39:26
  Speaker 1: upon me, O Queen, do thou aim from thy bow
• 39:29
  Speaker 1: all golden the arrow'd desire and venom that none may avoid?
• 39:34
  Speaker 1: Not on me anti strophe one. But let temperance shield
• 39:39
  Speaker 1: me the fairest of gifts of the gods, ever living,
• 39:42
  Speaker 1: nor ever with passion of jarring contention, nor feud's unforgiving
• 39:46
  Speaker 1: in her terrors. May Love's queen visit me smiting with
• 39:50
  Speaker 1: maddened unrest for a couch mismated my soul. But the
• 39:54
  Speaker 1: peace of the bride bed beholden in honor of her
• 39:57
  Speaker 1: and her keen eyes choose for us bonds that be
• 40:00
  Speaker 1: best Strophe too, Oh fatherland, O mine home, not mine?
• 40:06
  Speaker 1: Be the exile's doomed into poverty's pathways hard to be trod.
• 40:11
  Speaker 1: May my feet not be guided most piteous anguish were
• 40:15
  Speaker 1: this by death? O by death? E'er than may the
• 40:19
  Speaker 1: conflict of life be decided ended, Be life's little day
• 40:23
  Speaker 1: to be thus from the homeland divided, No pang more bitter.
• 40:27
  Speaker 1: There is anti strophe too. We have seen, and it
• 40:32
  Speaker 1: needeth not that of others. Herein we be taught for thee,
• 40:35
  Speaker 1: not a city for thee. Not a friend hath compassionated
• 40:39
  Speaker 1: when affliction most awful is thine. But he who regardeth
• 40:43
  Speaker 1: not friends accursed? May he perish and hated who opes
• 40:47
  Speaker 1: not his heart with sincerity is key to the hapless faded.
• 40:51
  Speaker 1: Never such shall be friend of mine. Enter I gaeus igaeus, media,
• 40:58
  Speaker 1: hail for fairer greeting word. None knoweth to accost his
• 41:01
  Speaker 1: friends with all media, All hail thou, also wise Pandeon's son,
• 41:08
  Speaker 1: I gayus. Whence art thou journeying through this land? I
• 41:12
  Speaker 1: gayus leaving the ancient oracle of Phoebus. Media, why didst
• 41:17
  Speaker 1: thou fare to earth prophetic navel? I gay us to
• 41:21
  Speaker 1: ask how set of children might be mine? Media for heaven?
• 41:25
  Speaker 1: I childless is thy life? Till now I gayus? Childless?
• 41:30
  Speaker 1: I am by chance of some God's will? Media this
• 41:34
  Speaker 1: with a wife or knowing not the couch, I gayus,
• 41:39
  Speaker 1: nay not unyoke to wedlock's bed am I media? Now
• 41:43
  Speaker 1: what to thee spake Phoebus touching issue, I gay us
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  Speaker 1: deep words of wisdom not for man to interpret media
• 41:52
  Speaker 1: without sin? Might I know the God's reply? I gayus,
• 41:57
  Speaker 1: oh yay, good sooth it needs a wise heart? Media,
• 42:02
  Speaker 1: what said he say? If sin be not to hear?
• 42:05
  Speaker 1: I gayeus, the wine skin's prominent foot. I should not
• 42:09
  Speaker 1: loose media till thou shouldst do what thing or reach
• 42:13
  Speaker 1: what land? I gayus till to the hearth ancestral back.
• 42:17
  Speaker 1: I came Media, and thou, what would'st thou sailing to
• 42:21
  Speaker 1: this shore? I gayeus? There is one pitheus king of
• 42:26
  Speaker 1: trees on he Media, a man most pious Pelop's son.
• 42:30
  Speaker 1: They say, I gaeus to him. The God's response, I
• 42:34
  Speaker 1: fain would tell Media, yea a wise man and having
• 42:39
  Speaker 1: skill herein I gaeus, yea, and my best beloved spear ally.
• 42:45
  Speaker 1: Media now prosper thou and whin thine heart's desire? I gayus?
• 42:51
  Speaker 1: Why droops thine eye? Why this wan wasted? Hue? Media?
• 42:56
  Speaker 1: Iye gayeus of all men? Basis is mine husband? I gayus?
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  Speaker 1: What sayest thou? Clearly tell me thine heart's pain? Media?
• 43:06
  Speaker 1: He wrongs me, Jason, nothing wronged of me? I gayus.
• 43:11
  Speaker 1: What hath he done? More? Plainly tell it out? Media?
• 43:15
  Speaker 1: Another wife? He takes his household's mistress. I gayus? Huh
• 43:20
  Speaker 1: hath he dared in truth? This basist deed? Media, yay,
• 43:25
  Speaker 1: I am now dishonored once beloved? I gayus? Another love
• 43:30
  Speaker 1: was this or hate of thee media? Love yay of
• 43:34
  Speaker 1: the highest traitor He to love, I gayus away with
• 43:39
  Speaker 1: him if he be bases this media. His love was
• 43:43
  Speaker 1: for affinity with princes. I gayus, who giveth him his daughter,
• 43:48
  Speaker 1: and the tale media creon, who ruleth this Corinthian land.
• 43:54
  Speaker 1: I gayus sooth lady. Reason was that thou shouldst grieve
• 43:59
  Speaker 1: media to death to me. Yea also am I banished,
• 44:03
  Speaker 1: I gayus, of whom a new illness thou namest is
• 44:08
  Speaker 1: Media creon from Corinth driveth me in exile. I gayus,
• 44:14
  Speaker 1: doth Jason suffer this? I praise it, not media in pretense, no,
• 44:20
  Speaker 1: but to stand firm, not he, but I beseech thee
• 44:23
  Speaker 1: touching this thy beard, clasping thy knees, and so become
• 44:27
  Speaker 1: thy suppliant. Pity, Oh, pity me, the evil stard, and
• 44:31
  Speaker 1: see me not cast forth to homelessness. Receive to a
• 44:35
  Speaker 1: hearth place in thy land and homes. So by Heaven's blessing.
• 44:38
  Speaker 1: Fruitful be thy love in children and in death thyself
• 44:42
  Speaker 1: be blessed. Thou know'st not what good fortune thou hast found.
• 44:46
  Speaker 1: For I will end thy childlessness, will cause thy seed
• 44:49
  Speaker 1: to grow to sons such drugs I know, I gayeus.
• 44:53
  Speaker 1: For many causes am I, minded, lady, this grace to
• 44:57
  Speaker 1: grant THEE for the God's sake? First? Then for the
• 45:00
  Speaker 1: seat of children thou dost promise? For herein holy extinct
• 45:03
  Speaker 1: is I Gayeu's name. But thus it is, if to
• 45:06
  Speaker 1: my land thou come, I thy defense essay in bounds
• 45:10
  Speaker 1: of justice. Howbeit of this do I forewarn THEE lady
• 45:14
  Speaker 1: from this land? Will I not consent to lead THEE.
• 45:17
  Speaker 1: But if thou reachest of thyself mine homes safe, shalt
• 45:20
  Speaker 1: thou bide to no man? Will I yield THEE. But
• 45:23
  Speaker 1: from this land thou must thyself escape for blameless will
• 45:27
  Speaker 1: I be to allies too? Media? So be it? Yet,
• 45:32
  Speaker 1: were oath pledge given for this to me, than had
• 45:35
  Speaker 1: I all I would of THEE? I Gayeus hah dost
• 45:39
  Speaker 1: not trust me? Or at what dost stumble media? I
• 45:44
  Speaker 1: trust THEE. But my foes are Pelia's house and Creon
• 45:48
  Speaker 1: oath bound. Thou couldst never yield me to these when
• 45:51
  Speaker 1: they would drag me from the land. Hadst thou but
• 45:54
  Speaker 1: promised to the gods unpledged, thou mightest turn their friend,
• 45:58
  Speaker 1: might st lightly yield to my old summons? Strengthless is
• 46:02
  Speaker 1: my cause wealth is on their side in a princely house.
• 46:06
  Speaker 1: I gayus foresight exceeding lady in thy words. Yet if
• 46:11
  Speaker 1: this be thy will I draw not back? Since for
• 46:13
  Speaker 1: myself is this the safest course to have a plea
• 46:16
  Speaker 1: to show unto thy friends insurer is thy part the
• 46:20
  Speaker 1: oath God's name. Media, swear by Earth's plane and by
• 46:25
  Speaker 1: my father's father, the Son, and join the God's whole
• 46:29
  Speaker 1: race there too, I Gayeus, that I will do or
• 46:33
  Speaker 1: not do what say on Media, that from thy land
• 46:38
  Speaker 1: thyself wilt never cast me, Nor if a foe of
• 46:41
  Speaker 1: mine would hail me, thence wilt while thou livest, consenting,
• 46:45
  Speaker 1: yield me up. I gay us by Earth the Son's
• 46:49
  Speaker 1: pure majesty in all the gods, I swear to abide
• 46:52
  Speaker 1: by this. Thou hast said, Media, enough for broken troth,
• 46:56
  Speaker 1: what penalty? I gay us, whatso befaleth God? Despising men?
• 47:02
  Speaker 1: Media pass on thy way, rejoicing all is well, I
• 47:06
  Speaker 1: too will come with all speed to thy burgh, when
• 47:09
  Speaker 1: mine intent is wrought by wish attained exit. I gayeus chorus.
• 47:15
  Speaker 1: Now the scion of Maya, the Wayfarer's king, bring thee
• 47:19
  Speaker 1: safe to thine home. And the dream of thine heart,
• 47:22
  Speaker 1: the sweet visions that wing thy feet mayst thou bring
• 47:25
  Speaker 1: to accomplishment. I gaeus, for now this thing has taught
• 47:29
  Speaker 1: me how noble thou art media Zeus, just as child
• 47:34
  Speaker 1: of Zeus, and light of the sun over my foes triumphant. Now,
• 47:39
  Speaker 1: my friends, shall we become Our feet are on the path.
• 47:43
  Speaker 1: Now is there hope of vengeance on my foes? For
• 47:46
  Speaker 1: this man there where lay my chiefest weakness, hath for
• 47:50
  Speaker 1: my plazza haven in storm appeared to him my bark
• 47:54
  Speaker 1: stern hawser, make thy fast to pallas Burgh and fortress.
• 47:58
  Speaker 1: When I go, and all my plots to thee. Now
• 48:01
  Speaker 1: will I tell nor look I that my words should
• 48:04
  Speaker 1: pleasure thee one of mine household. Will I send to
• 48:07
  Speaker 1: Jason and will entreat him to my sight to come
• 48:10
  Speaker 1: and soft words? When he cometh, will I speak saying,
• 48:13
  Speaker 1: thy will is mine, and it is well how that
• 48:17
  Speaker 1: his royal marriage my betrayal, is our advantage and right
• 48:21
  Speaker 1: well devised. I will petition that my sons may stay.
• 48:25
  Speaker 1: Not for that I would leave on hostile soil children
• 48:28
  Speaker 1: of mine for foes to trample on. But the King's
• 48:31
  Speaker 1: daughter so by guile to slay, For I will send
• 48:34
  Speaker 1: them bearing gifts in hand unto the bride, that they
• 48:37
  Speaker 1: may not be banished a rogue, fine spun a golden diadem.
• 48:42
  Speaker 1: If she receive and don mine ornaments die, shall she
• 48:46
  Speaker 1: wretchedly in all who touch her with drugs? So dread
• 48:49
  Speaker 1: will I anoint my gifts abeit Here I pass this
• 48:53
  Speaker 1: story by and wail the deed that yet for me
• 48:56
  Speaker 1: remains to bring to pass. For I will slay my children,
• 49:00
  Speaker 1: yea mine, No man shall pluck them from mine hand. Then,
• 49:04
  Speaker 1: having brought all Jason's house to rack, I leave the land,
• 49:08
  Speaker 1: fleeing my dear Babe's blood, and having dared a deed
• 49:11
  Speaker 1: most impious, for unendurable or mocks of foes, let all go?
• 49:17
  Speaker 1: What is life to me? Nor country nor home have
• 49:20
  Speaker 1: I nor refuge from mine ills? Then erred I in
• 49:25
  Speaker 1: the day when I forsook my father's holes by yon
• 49:28
  Speaker 1: Greek's words, beguiled, who, with God's help shall render me requital?
• 49:32
  Speaker 1: For never living shall he see hereafter the sons I
• 49:35
  Speaker 1: bear him, Nor shall he beget of his new bride,
• 49:38
  Speaker 1: O son, For doomed is she wretch to die wretchedly
• 49:42
  Speaker 1: by drugs of mine. Let none account me impotent, nor weak,
• 49:47
  Speaker 1: nor meek of spirit, nay in other sort, grim to
• 49:51
  Speaker 1: my foes, and kindly to my friends, For of such
• 49:54
  Speaker 1: is the life most glorious chorus. Since thou hast made
• 49:59
  Speaker 1: me partner of this tale, wishing to help thee championing
• 50:03
  Speaker 1: with all the laws of men, I say, do thou
• 50:06
  Speaker 1: not this media? It cannot be? But so yet reason
• 50:11
  Speaker 1: is that thou say this, who art not wrong? As
• 50:13
  Speaker 1: I chorus? Woman, wilt have the heart to slay thy sons? Media, yea,
• 50:20
  Speaker 1: so mine husband's heart shall most be wrung chorus. But thou,
• 50:25
  Speaker 1: of wives most wretched, shouldst become media. So be it wasted?
• 50:30
  Speaker 1: Are all hindering words. But ho to the nurse. Go
• 50:34
  Speaker 1: thou and Jason bring to me thou whom I use
• 50:37
  Speaker 1: for every deed of trust. And look thou tell none
• 50:40
  Speaker 1: aught of mine intent. If thine is loyal service, Thou
• 50:43
  Speaker 1: a woman, exit media and nurse chorus, Strophy, I oh happy.
• 50:50
  Speaker 1: The race in the age is olden of Erectheus, that
• 50:53
  Speaker 1: seed of the blessed God's line in a land on ravage,
• 50:57
  Speaker 1: peace enfuldin I quaffing of Wisdom's glorious wine ever through
• 51:02
  Speaker 1: ere clear, shining brightly as on wings uplifted, pacing lightly,
• 51:07
  Speaker 1: Where they tell how harmonia of tresses, golden bear, the
• 51:11
  Speaker 1: pyrid muses, the stainless nine antistrophe Ie, and the streams
• 51:17
  Speaker 1: of Kephesus the lovely flowing. They tell how the Lady
• 51:21
  Speaker 1: of Cyprus drew and in zephyr wafts of the wind's
• 51:24
  Speaker 1: sweet blowing breathe far over the land their dew. And
• 51:29
  Speaker 1: she sendeth her loves, which throned in glory by wisdom,
• 51:33
  Speaker 1: fashion all Virtue's story over her tresses, throwing throwing roses
• 51:38
  Speaker 1: in odorous wreaths I knew, re enter media strophe too.
• 51:45
  Speaker 1: How then, should the hallowed city, the city of sacred waters,
• 51:49
  Speaker 1: which shields with her guardian hand all friends that would
• 51:52
  Speaker 1: fare through her land receive a murderous band who had
• 51:57
  Speaker 1: slaughtered her babes without pity, a pollution, a mida of
• 52:00
  Speaker 1: her daughters. In thine heart's thoughts, set it before thee
• 52:03
  Speaker 1: to murder the fruit of thy womb. O think what
• 52:06
  Speaker 1: it meaneth to slay thy sons? What a deed this
• 52:09
  Speaker 1: day thou wouldst do by thy knees we pray by
• 52:13
  Speaker 1: Heaven and Earth. We implore THEE deal not to thy
• 52:16
  Speaker 1: babes such a doom anti strophy too. O whence and O,
• 52:22
  Speaker 1: whence wilt thou gain THEE such desperate hardihood that for
• 52:26
  Speaker 1: spirit so fiendish thou serve that shall strengthen thine heart,
• 52:30
  Speaker 1: that shall nerve thine hand, that it shall not swerve
• 52:33
  Speaker 1: from the ruthless deed that shall stain THEE with horror
• 52:36
  Speaker 1: of children's blood. O, how when thine eyes thou art
• 52:40
  Speaker 1: turning on thy little ones, wilt thou refrain the motherhood
• 52:44
  Speaker 1: in THEE to feel no upwelling of tears? Canst thou
• 52:48
  Speaker 1: steal thy breast? When thy children kneel to Crimson thine
• 52:52
  Speaker 1: hand with unyearning heart for thy darling slain enter Jason,
• 52:57
  Speaker 1: Jason summoned thy come, For though thou be my foe,
• 53:02
  Speaker 1: this grace thou shalt not miss. But I will hear
• 53:05
  Speaker 1: what new thing lady thou didst wish of me Media Jason.
• 53:10
  Speaker 1: I ask THEE to forgive the words late spoken and
• 53:13
  Speaker 1: to bear with that my mood. Well mayst thou for
• 53:16
  Speaker 1: remembrance of old loves? Now have I call'd myself to account,
• 53:19
  Speaker 1: and rail'd upon myself wretch. Wherefore am I mad? And
• 53:24
  Speaker 1: wherefore rage against good counselors, and am infud with rulers
• 53:28
  Speaker 1: of the land, and with my Lord, who work'd my
• 53:31
  Speaker 1: veriest good wedding a royal house to raise up brethren.
• 53:35
  Speaker 1: Unto my sons, Shall I not cease from wrath? What
• 53:38
  Speaker 1: aileth me? When the God's proffer boons? Have I not? Children?
• 53:43
  Speaker 1: Know I not that we are exiled from our own land,
• 53:46
  Speaker 1: lacking friends? Thus musing, was I ware that I had
• 53:49
  Speaker 1: nursed folly exceeding anger without cause? Now? Then I praise
• 53:54
  Speaker 1: THEE whys thou seem'st to me in gaining us this
• 53:57
  Speaker 1: kinship senseless eye, when these counsels should have been thine
• 54:01
  Speaker 1: ally have furthered, all have decked the bridal couch, enjoyed
• 54:06
  Speaker 1: to minister unto the bride. But we are women, needs
• 54:10
  Speaker 1: not harsher word. Yet evil shouldst thou not for evil, render,
• 54:14
  Speaker 1: nor pit against my folly folly of thine? I yield,
• 54:18
  Speaker 1: confessing mine unwisdom then, but unto better counsels. Now and come, children,
• 54:24
  Speaker 1: my children, hither leave the house. Enter children, come forth,
• 54:29
  Speaker 1: salute your father, and with me bid him farewell, be
• 54:33
  Speaker 1: reconciled to friends. Ye with your mother from the hate
• 54:36
  Speaker 1: o'er past. Truce is between us. Rancor hath given place
• 54:41
  Speaker 1: clasp ye his right hand. Woe for ambushed ills. I
• 54:45
  Speaker 1: am haunted by the shadow of hidden things. Ah, children
• 54:49
  Speaker 1: will ye thus, through many a year living still reach
• 54:52
  Speaker 1: him loving arms. Ah Me, how swift to weep? Am
• 54:56
  Speaker 1: I how full of fear feuds with your father ended
• 54:59
  Speaker 1: A AH so late have filled with tears. These soft,
• 55:03
  Speaker 1: relenting eyes chorus, and from mine eyes start tears of
• 55:08
  Speaker 1: pale dismay. AH. May no evil worse than this befall Jason, Lady,
• 55:14
  Speaker 1: I praise this mood, Yet blame not that tis nothing
• 55:18
  Speaker 1: strange that womankind should rage when the spouse traffickeeth in
• 55:22
  Speaker 1: alien marriage. But now to better thoughts, thine heart hath turn'd,
• 55:26
  Speaker 1: and thou, though late upon the victor's side, hast voted
• 55:30
  Speaker 1: A wise woman's deed is this, And for you children
• 55:34
  Speaker 1: not unheedfully. Your sire hath tained much forethought. So help Heaven.
• 55:38
  Speaker 1: For ye I ween in this Corinthian land, shall with
• 55:42
  Speaker 1: your brethren stand the foremost, yet grow ye in strength.
• 55:46
  Speaker 1: The rest shall by your sire, and whatso God is
• 55:49
  Speaker 1: gracious be wrought out ye, may I see to goodly
• 55:53
  Speaker 1: stature grown in manhood's prime, triumphant o'er my foes, Thou,
• 55:58
  Speaker 1: why bedewdst thou with wan tears, thine eyes turning aback
• 56:02
  Speaker 1: from them, thy pallid cheek, and dost not here with
• 56:05
  Speaker 1: gladness this my speech? Media tis not but o'er these
• 56:10
  Speaker 1: children broods mine heart, Jason, fear not all? Will I
• 56:15
  Speaker 1: order well for them? Media? This will I tis not.
• 56:20
  Speaker 1: I mistrust thy words. But woman is but woman born
• 56:23
  Speaker 1: for tears? Jason, Why helpless one dost make moan over
• 56:29
  Speaker 1: these media? I bear them? When thou prayest life for them?
• 56:34
  Speaker 1: Pity stole o'er me whispering. Shall this be but that
• 56:38
  Speaker 1: for which thou camest to speech of me in part
• 56:40
  Speaker 1: is said to speak? The rest is mine? Since the
• 56:44
  Speaker 1: King pleaseth forth a land to send me for me too.
• 56:47
  Speaker 1: This is best. I know it well that I bide
• 56:50
  Speaker 1: not a stumbling block to thee in the land's lords
• 56:53
  Speaker 1: whose house is foe. I seem so fare I forth
• 56:56
  Speaker 1: to exile from this land, but that my son by
• 57:00
  Speaker 1: Thine hand may be reared entreat thou creon that they
• 57:03
  Speaker 1: be not banished. Jason prevail, I may not yet, must
• 57:08
  Speaker 1: I asay, Media nay? Then thy bride bid thou to
• 57:12
  Speaker 1: pray her sire, that thy sons be not banished from
• 57:15
  Speaker 1: this land. Jason, YEA, surely, and I trow her? Shall
• 57:20
  Speaker 1: I win? If of her sister women she is one media,
• 57:25
  Speaker 1: I too will bear apart in thine endeavor, For I
• 57:28
  Speaker 1: will send her gifts unmatched for beauty of all that
• 57:31
  Speaker 1: men see. Now I know by far a robe, fine spun,
• 57:35
  Speaker 1: a golden diadem our sons to bear them? Now must
• 57:39
  Speaker 1: an attendant with all speed. Hither bring the ornaments blessings.
• 57:43
  Speaker 1: Shall hers be not one but untold who winneth thee
• 57:47
  Speaker 1: for lord, a peerless spouse who owneth ornaments, which wants
• 57:51
  Speaker 1: the son my father's father gave unto his offspring. Take
• 57:55
  Speaker 1: in your hands, my sons, these bridal gifts. And to
• 57:58
  Speaker 1: the happy princess bride, I bear ye and give with gifts?
• 58:02
  Speaker 1: Shall she be satisfied? Jason, But fond one, why make
• 58:07
  Speaker 1: void thine hands of these deem'st Thou a royal house
• 58:11
  Speaker 1: hath lack of robes or gold? Deemst thou keep these
• 58:15
  Speaker 1: and give them nought. For if my wife esteems me
• 58:18
  Speaker 1: aught my wish, will she prefer to treasures while I
• 58:21
  Speaker 1: want media, nay speak, not so gifts sway the gods.
• 58:26
  Speaker 1: They say gold weigheth more with men than words. Untold,
• 58:30
  Speaker 1: HER's fortune is God favoreth now her cause young is
• 58:35
  Speaker 1: her power life? Would I give her ransom of my
• 58:38
  Speaker 1: son's banishment? Not gold alone? Now children enter ye the
• 58:43
  Speaker 1: wholes of wealth unto your sire's new wife. My lady
• 58:47
  Speaker 1: queen makes supplication, pray ye be not exiled, giving mine ornaments.
• 58:52
  Speaker 1: Most importeth this that she into her hands receive my gifts.
• 58:57
  Speaker 1: Haste ye, and to your mother bring glad hidings of
• 59:00
  Speaker 1: good success, and that she longs to win. Exe Jason
• 59:06
  Speaker 1: and Children end of Part two recording by Expatriot in Bangor, Maine.
• 59:24
  Speaker 1: Part three of Media by Euripides, translated by Arthur sanders
• 59:29
  Speaker 1: Way eighteen forty seven to nineteen thirty. This LibriVox recording
• 59:34
  Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Recording by Expatriate in Bangor, Maine,
• 59:40
  Speaker 1: Part three chorus, strophe I, Now for the life of
• 59:45
  Speaker 1: the children, mine hope have been turned to despairing no
• 59:49
  Speaker 1: hope anymore on the slaughter word path. Even now are
• 59:53
  Speaker 1: they faring. The bride shall receive it the diadem garland
• 59:57
  Speaker 1: that beareth enfolden doom for the aplis mid glittering sheen,
• 1:00:02
  Speaker 1: and to set the adorning of hades about her tresses golden.
• 1:00:06
  Speaker 1: She shall take it her hands between anti Strophe I,
• 1:00:10
  Speaker 1: for its glamour of beauty, its splendor unearthly shall swiftly
• 1:00:14
  Speaker 1: persuade her to be deck her with robe and with
• 1:00:17
  Speaker 1: gold wrought crown. She shall soon have arrayed her in
• 1:00:20
  Speaker 1: attire as a bride, in the presence of phantoms from
• 1:00:24
  Speaker 1: hades uprison in such dreadgin shall her feet be tained
• 1:00:28
  Speaker 1: in the weird of death, shall the hapless bewhelmed? And
• 1:00:32
  Speaker 1: from Doom's dark prison shall she steal forth never again?
• 1:00:36
  Speaker 1: Strophe too, And thou wretch bridegroom accursed, who art faine
• 1:00:41
  Speaker 1: of a princely alliance? Blasting Thou bringest unknowing unthinking of
• 1:00:46
  Speaker 1: life on thy sons, and thy bride shall to foul
• 1:00:50
  Speaker 1: death plight her affiance. How far from thy fortune of
• 1:00:53
  Speaker 1: old art thou sinking Anti Strophe too, and amid my
• 1:00:58
  Speaker 1: lamentings I mourn for thine anguish, O hapless mother of children,
• 1:01:03
  Speaker 1: who makest THEE ready to slaughter thy babes, to avenge
• 1:01:06
  Speaker 1: THEE on him who would lawlessly wed with another, would
• 1:01:10
  Speaker 1: forsake THEE to dwell with the Prince's daughter. Enter Children's
• 1:01:14
  Speaker 1: Guardian with children, Children's Guardian, Mistress, remission for thy sons
• 1:01:20
  Speaker 1: of exile, Thy gift the princess bride with joy received
• 1:01:24
  Speaker 1: in hand, and there is peace unto thy sons. Media alas,
• 1:01:30
  Speaker 1: Children's Guardian, Why dost thou stand confounded? Mid good hap? Now?
• 1:01:35
  Speaker 1: Wherefore turnest thou thy face away? And dost not here
• 1:01:38
  Speaker 1: with gladness? This my speech? Media Woe's me, Children's Guardian.
• 1:01:45
  Speaker 1: This cry is to the tidings not attuned. Media woe
• 1:01:50
  Speaker 1: yet again, Children's Guardian. Can I have brought ill hap
• 1:01:54
  Speaker 1: unwitting erred in deeming these glad tidings? Media as they
• 1:02:00
  Speaker 1: are are thy tidings? THEE I blame, not Children's Guardian.
• 1:02:05
  Speaker 1: Why down drooped is thine eye? Why flow thy tears?
• 1:02:09
  Speaker 1: Media needs must say ancient for these things the gods
• 1:02:14
  Speaker 1: and I, with all O fool have ill contrived Children's
• 1:02:18
  Speaker 1: Guardian fear not thy children, yet shall bring thee home
• 1:02:23
  Speaker 1: media others. E'er then shall wretched eyes send home Children's Guardian.
• 1:02:29
  Speaker 1: Not thou alone art severed from thy sons. Submissively, must
• 1:02:33
  Speaker 1: mortals bear mischance media, this will I, But within the
• 1:02:38
  Speaker 1: house go thou, and for my children's daily needs, prepare
• 1:02:42
  Speaker 1: exit Children's Guardian, Oh, children, children, Yours a city is,
• 1:02:47
  Speaker 1: and yours a home. We're leaving wretched me dwells. Shall
• 1:02:51
  Speaker 1: ye of your mother I bereft, I shall go exiled
• 1:02:55
  Speaker 1: to another land. Ere I have joyed in you, have
• 1:02:58
  Speaker 1: seen your bliss. Ere I have decked for you the couch,
• 1:03:01
  Speaker 1: the bride, the bridal bower, and held the torch on high.
• 1:03:05
  Speaker 1: O me accursed in this my ruthless mood, for nought,
• 1:03:09
  Speaker 1: my babes. I nurtured you, and all for naught I labored, traveil, worn,
• 1:03:14
  Speaker 1: bearing sharp anguish in your hour of birth. Ah for
• 1:03:17
  Speaker 1: the hopes unhappy, all mine, hopes of ministering hands about mine,
• 1:03:22
  Speaker 1: age of dying folded round with loving arms, all men's desire.
• 1:03:27
  Speaker 1: But now tis past, Tis past that sweet imagining. Forlorn
• 1:03:32
  Speaker 1: of you, A bitter life and woeful, shall I waste
• 1:03:36
  Speaker 1: your mother never more? With loving eyes, Shall ye behold
• 1:03:39
  Speaker 1: pass to another life? Woe? Woe? Why gaze your eyes
• 1:03:44
  Speaker 1: on me, my darlings, Why smile to me the latest
• 1:03:47
  Speaker 1: smile of all? Alas? What shall I do? Mine heart
• 1:03:51
  Speaker 1: is failing? As I behold my children's laughing eyes. Women,
• 1:03:56
  Speaker 1: I cannot farewell purposes o'er past I take my children
• 1:04:00
  Speaker 1: from the land. What need to wring the father's heart
• 1:04:03
  Speaker 1: with ills of these? To gain myself ills twice so many?
• 1:04:07
  Speaker 1: Not I not I ye purposes farewell? Yet? Yet what
• 1:04:12
  Speaker 1: ails me? Would I earn derision? Letting my foes slip
• 1:04:16
  Speaker 1: from mine hand unpunished? I must dare this out on
• 1:04:20
  Speaker 1: my coward mood, that from mine heart let loose relenting words.
• 1:04:25
  Speaker 1: Children pass ye within excellent children. Now whoso may not sinless,
• 1:04:32
  Speaker 1: be present, and my sacrifice on his head be it
• 1:04:35
  Speaker 1: mine hand faltereth not Oh, oh, oh heart, mine heart,
• 1:04:40
  Speaker 1: do not do not this deed? Let them be wretched heart.
• 1:04:44
  Speaker 1: Spare thou the babes their dwelling with me? Shall thy
• 1:04:47
  Speaker 1: gladden thee? No by the nether fiends that dwell with hades.
• 1:04:52
  Speaker 1: Never shall this be tide that I will leave my
• 1:04:55
  Speaker 1: children for my foes to trample on. They needs must die,
• 1:05:00
  Speaker 1: since it needs must be even, I will slay them,
• 1:05:03
  Speaker 1: I who gave them life. All this is utter doom.
• 1:05:07
  Speaker 1: She shall not escape yea on her head. The wreath
• 1:05:10
  Speaker 1: is in my robes. The Prince's bride is perishing. I
• 1:05:14
  Speaker 1: know it. But for I fare on journey most unhappy,
• 1:05:18
  Speaker 1: and shall speed these on yet unhappier. I would speak
• 1:05:21
  Speaker 1: to my sons, re enter children, give, Oh, my babes,
• 1:05:26
  Speaker 1: give to your mother the right hand to kiss, oh
• 1:05:29
  Speaker 1: dearest hand, Oh lips most dear to me. Oh, forms
• 1:05:33
  Speaker 1: a noble feature of my children. Blessing beyond you there
• 1:05:37
  Speaker 1: for all things here your sire hath reft, oh sweet,
• 1:05:41
  Speaker 1: oh sweet embrace O children's rose leaf skin, Oh balmy
• 1:05:46
  Speaker 1: breath away away strength faileth me to gaze on you.
• 1:05:50
  Speaker 1: But I am overcome of evil. Excellent children. Now now
• 1:05:56
  Speaker 1: I learn what horrors I intend, But passion overmastereth sober thought,
• 1:06:02
  Speaker 1: and this is cause of direst ills to men, chorus
• 1:06:07
  Speaker 1: full oft ere this my soul hath scaled lone heights
• 1:06:11
  Speaker 1: of thought Empyrean steeps, or plunge far down the darkling deeps,
• 1:06:15
  Speaker 1: where woman's feebler heart hath failed. Yet wherefore failed should
• 1:06:20
  Speaker 1: woman find no inspiration thrill her breast, nor welcome ever
• 1:06:24
  Speaker 1: that sweet guest of song that uttereth Wisdom's mind. Alas
• 1:06:29
  Speaker 1: not all few few are they? Perchance? Amit a thousand one?
• 1:06:34
  Speaker 1: Thou shouldst find for whom the sun opposing makes an
• 1:06:37
  Speaker 1: inner day? Two Now this I say, calm, bliss, that
• 1:06:43
  Speaker 1: ne'er new love's wild fever of the blood, the pains,
• 1:06:46
  Speaker 1: the joys of motherhood passeth all parents joy blunt care.
• 1:06:51
  Speaker 1: The childless, they that never prove if sunshine comes or
• 1:06:55
  Speaker 1: cloud to men with babes far lie beyond their kin.
• 1:06:58
  Speaker 1: The toils, the griefs apparent love. But they whose holes
• 1:07:02
  Speaker 1: with laughter sweet of children ring, I mark them a
• 1:07:06
  Speaker 1: care fretted, travailing all way to win their loved one's nurture.
• 1:07:11
  Speaker 1: Meet three one toils with love more strong than death.
• 1:07:16
  Speaker 1: Yet Yet who knoweth whether he a wise man or
• 1:07:20
  Speaker 1: a fool, shall be to whom he shall his wealth bequeath.
• 1:07:24
  Speaker 1: But last but worst remains to tell. For though ye
• 1:07:27
  Speaker 1: get ye wealth, yeenow, and though your sons to manhood
• 1:07:31
  Speaker 1: grow fair sons and good If death the fell to hades,
• 1:07:35
  Speaker 1: vanishing bears down your children's lives? What profit is that
• 1:07:40
  Speaker 1: heaven hath laid with all else? This upon mankind, this
• 1:07:44
  Speaker 1: sorrow's crown. Media, friends, long have I abiding fortunes? Hap expected?
• 1:07:52
  Speaker 1: What from yonder shall befall? And lo a man, I
• 1:07:55
  Speaker 1: see of Jason's train hitherward coming, and my eager heart
• 1:07:59
  Speaker 1: foretell in the herald of new ills, enter messenger, Messenger,
• 1:08:05
  Speaker 1: Oh thou who hast wrought an awful deed and lawless? Flee? Oh, media, flee,
• 1:08:12
  Speaker 1: nor once leave thou the sea wing or the car
• 1:08:14
  Speaker 1: that scours the plane? Media, Now, what hath happened that
• 1:08:19
  Speaker 1: caleth for such flight? Messenger? Dead is the princess even now?
• 1:08:24
  Speaker 1: And dead cree on her father by thy poisoned drugs. Media,
• 1:08:29
  Speaker 1: a glorious tale, thou tellest thou henceforth, art of my
• 1:08:33
  Speaker 1: benefactors and my friends. Messenger, what sayeste of sound mine?
• 1:08:38
  Speaker 1: Art thou and not mad? Who hearing of the havoc
• 1:08:42
  Speaker 1: of the hearth of kings, art glad and hast no
• 1:08:45
  Speaker 1: fear for this media? Oh yea, I too, with words
• 1:08:49
  Speaker 1: of controversy, could answer thee. Yet be not hasty, friend,
• 1:08:54
  Speaker 1: But tell how died they? Thou shouldst gladden me doubly
• 1:08:57
  Speaker 1: if these most horribly have perished, Messenger, When with their
• 1:09:02
  Speaker 1: father came thy children twain and passed into the holes
• 1:09:06
  Speaker 1: for marriage, decked glad were we thralls, who sorrowed for
• 1:09:09
  Speaker 1: thy woes, and straightway buzz from ear to ear the
• 1:09:13
  Speaker 1: tale of truth to old feuds TwixT thy Lord and
• 1:09:16
  Speaker 1: thee the hand one kisseth one the golden head of
• 1:09:19
  Speaker 1: these thy sons. Myself, by joy un drawn, followed thy
• 1:09:24
  Speaker 1: children to the women's bowers. Now she which had our
• 1:09:28
  Speaker 1: worship in thy stead. Ere she beheld thy chariot yoke
• 1:09:31
  Speaker 1: of sons. I upon Jason turned her yearning gaze, but
• 1:09:36
  Speaker 1: then her veil before her eyes. She cast and swept
• 1:09:39
  Speaker 1: aback the scorn of her white neck, loathing thy son's approach.
• 1:09:44
  Speaker 1: But now thy Lord, to turn the maiden's wrath in
• 1:09:47
  Speaker 1: spite aside. Thus spake, nay, be not hostile to thy friends,
• 1:09:52
  Speaker 1: Cease from thine anger, Turn thine head again, accounting friends
• 1:09:56
  Speaker 1: whom so thy spouse accounts their gifts, receive and plead
• 1:10:00
  Speaker 1: thy with thy sire to pardon these their exile for
• 1:10:03
  Speaker 1: my sake. She, when she saw the attire, could not refrain,
• 1:10:08
  Speaker 1: but yielded her lord all and ere their father, far
• 1:10:12
  Speaker 1: from her bower. With those thy sons had gone, she
• 1:10:15
  Speaker 1: took the rich wrought robes and clad herself, circling her
• 1:10:20
  Speaker 1: ringlets with a golden crown, and by a shining mirror,
• 1:10:23
  Speaker 1: ranged her tresses, smiling at her own phantom image. There Then,
• 1:10:28
  Speaker 1: rising from her seat, she paced adown the halls with
• 1:10:32
  Speaker 1: mincing tread of ivory feet, exulting in the gifts, and
• 1:10:36
  Speaker 1: oftentimes sweeping her glance from neck to ankle him. But
• 1:10:40
  Speaker 1: then was there a fearful sight to see suddenly changed
• 1:10:43
  Speaker 1: her color. Reeling back with trembling limbs, she goes, and
• 1:10:48
  Speaker 1: scarce in time, drops on the couch to fall not
• 1:10:50
  Speaker 1: on the ground. Then a gray handmaid, deeming peradventure that
• 1:10:55
  Speaker 1: frenzy was of pan or some god sent, raised the
• 1:10:58
  Speaker 1: prayer cry before she saw the foam white frothing from
• 1:11:01
  Speaker 1: her lips or marked how rolled her eyeballs and her
• 1:11:05
  Speaker 1: face's bloodless hue. Then a scream unaccordant, long and loud,
• 1:11:10
  Speaker 1: she shrilled forth straight to her father's chambers. One darted,
• 1:11:14
  Speaker 1: and one unto her new maid's spouse to tell the
• 1:11:17
  Speaker 1: bride's mischance, and all the roof echoed with multitudinous hurrying feet,
• 1:11:22
  Speaker 1: and a swift athlete's straining limbs had won by this
• 1:11:26
  Speaker 1: the goal of the six plethroa course. Then she from trance,
• 1:11:29
  Speaker 1: all speechless of closed eyes, awoke ah wretch, with horrible,
• 1:11:34
  Speaker 1: shrilling shriek, for like two charging hosts. Her agony came
• 1:11:39
  Speaker 1: the golden coil about her head that lay again spurt
• 1:11:43
  Speaker 1: a marvelous stream of ravening fire, while the fine robes,
• 1:11:47
  Speaker 1: the gift thy children brought devoured the white flesh of
• 1:11:51
  Speaker 1: the unhappy one up. Starting from her seat, she flees
• 1:11:55
  Speaker 1: all flame, shaking her hair, her head this way and that,
• 1:11:59
  Speaker 1: to cast from her the crown, but firmly fixed the
• 1:12:02
  Speaker 1: gold held fast its clasp the fire whene'er she shook
• 1:12:06
  Speaker 1: her locks with doubled fury blazed, then misery vanquished folds
• 1:12:11
  Speaker 1: she on the floor past recognizing, save for a father marred,
• 1:12:16
  Speaker 1: no more was seen her eye's imperial calm, no more
• 1:12:20
  Speaker 1: her comely features. But the gore dripped from her head's
• 1:12:23
  Speaker 1: crown flecked with blended fire. The flesh flakes from her
• 1:12:28
  Speaker 1: bones like the pine's tears. Neath that mysterious drug's devourings
• 1:12:33
  Speaker 1: melted dread sight and came on all folk feared to touch
• 1:12:38
  Speaker 1: the corpse. Her hideous fate had we for warning, but
• 1:12:42
  Speaker 1: ignorant of all, her wretched sire, suddenly entering foalds upon
• 1:12:47
  Speaker 1: her corpse, and straightway wailed and clasped the body round
• 1:12:51
  Speaker 1: and kissed it, crying, Oh, my hapless child, What God
• 1:12:56
  Speaker 1: thus horribly hath thee destroy'd? Who maketh this old sepulcher
• 1:13:01
  Speaker 1: bereft of thee? Ah Me? Would I might die with thee.
• 1:13:06
  Speaker 1: But when from wailing and from moans he ceas'd fain,
• 1:13:09
  Speaker 1: would he have uprais'd his aged frame, Yet clave as
• 1:13:13
  Speaker 1: ivy clings to laurel boughs, to those fine robes. Then
• 1:13:18
  Speaker 1: was a ghastly wrestling, For while he labor'd to upraise
• 1:13:21
  Speaker 1: his knee, she strain'd against him. If by force he hail'd,
• 1:13:26
  Speaker 1: then from the bones he tear his aged flesh. At
• 1:13:29
  Speaker 1: last refrain'd he and gave up the ghost, ill starred,
• 1:13:33
  Speaker 1: who could no more withstand his bane? There lie the
• 1:13:36
  Speaker 1: corpses child by aged sire clasped such affliction tears not
• 1:13:42
  Speaker 1: words must mourn, And of thy part, no word be
• 1:13:45
  Speaker 1: said by me thyself. From punishment wilt find escape. But
• 1:13:50
  Speaker 1: man's lot now as oft I count to shadow, nor
• 1:13:53
  Speaker 1: fear to say that such as seem'd to be wise
• 1:13:56
  Speaker 1: among men and cunning in speech lore, even even these
• 1:14:00
  Speaker 1: are chargeable with deepest folly. For among mortals, happy man
• 1:14:05
  Speaker 1: is none. In fortune's flood tide, might a man become
• 1:14:08
  Speaker 1: more prosperous than his neighbor happy No exit chorus meseems
• 1:14:15
  Speaker 1: the gods with many an ill this day will compass
• 1:14:18
  Speaker 1: Jason yea and rightfully, But oh the pity of thy calamity,
• 1:14:24
  Speaker 1: daughter of Creon, who to hades holes, has passed. Because
• 1:14:28
  Speaker 1: with THEE with Jason wedd media friends, my resolve is
• 1:14:33
  Speaker 1: taken with all speed to slay my children, and to
• 1:14:36
  Speaker 1: flee this land, and not to linger, and to yield
• 1:14:39
  Speaker 1: my sons to death by other hands more merciless. They
• 1:14:42
  Speaker 1: needs must die. And since it needs must be, even,
• 1:14:46
  Speaker 1: I will give THEE death who gave them life up
• 1:14:49
  Speaker 1: gird thee for the fray mine heart. Why loiter to
• 1:14:52
  Speaker 1: do the dread ill deeds that must be done, Come,
• 1:14:55
  Speaker 1: wretched hand of mine, Grasp thou the sword, grasp it
• 1:15:00
  Speaker 1: moved toward life's bitter starting post, and turn no craven,
• 1:15:05
  Speaker 1: think not on thy babes, How dear they are, how
• 1:15:08
  Speaker 1: thou didst bear them nay for this short day? Do
• 1:15:12
  Speaker 1: thou forget thy sons? Thereafter? Mourn them? For although thou slay,
• 1:15:17
  Speaker 1: yet dear they are, and I a wretched woman. Exit
• 1:15:22
  Speaker 1: media chorus Strophy, O Earth, O, all revealing splendor of
• 1:15:28
  Speaker 1: the sun, Look down on a woman accursed or ever
• 1:15:32
  Speaker 1: she slake the murder thirst of a mother whose hands
• 1:15:35
  Speaker 1: would smite the tender fruit of her wound. Look down,
• 1:15:39
  Speaker 1: for she sprang of thy lineage golden, and by terror
• 1:15:43
  Speaker 1: of men, is the God's seed holden and the shadow
• 1:15:47
  Speaker 1: of doom. But Thou, o Heaven, begten glory, restrain her,
• 1:15:51
  Speaker 1: Refrain her the wretched, the gory erens by demons dogged.
• 1:15:56
  Speaker 1: We implore thee cast forth of the home Anti strophy,
• 1:16:02
  Speaker 1: For naught was the childbirth travail wasted? For naught didst
• 1:16:06
  Speaker 1: thou bear them? The near and the dear of thou,
• 1:16:09
  Speaker 1: who hast fled through the pass of fear from the
• 1:16:11
  Speaker 1: dark blue clashing crags, who hast hasted speeding thy flight.
• 1:16:16
  Speaker 1: Alas for her. Wherefore hath grim wrath stirred her through
• 1:16:20
  Speaker 1: depths of her soul, that ruthless murder her wrongs must
• 1:16:24
  Speaker 1: requite for stern upon mortals, the vengeance falleth, for kin's
• 1:16:29
  Speaker 1: blood spilt from the earth. It coleth a voice from
• 1:16:32
  Speaker 1: the gods and the slayers apoleth on whose homes it
• 1:16:36
  Speaker 1: shall light children's cries behind the scenes, Child one, what
• 1:16:41
  Speaker 1: shall I do? How flee my mother's hands? Child too,
• 1:16:45
  Speaker 1: I know not, dearest brother, death is here? Chorus, Ah,
• 1:16:50
  Speaker 1: the cry dost thou hear it? The children's cry? Wretch,
• 1:16:54
  Speaker 1: woman of cursed destiny? Shall I enter my heart? Crieth,
• 1:16:58
  Speaker 1: rescue the children from murder? Drawn nigh? Child one, yea,
• 1:17:03
  Speaker 1: for the God's sake. Help sore is our need, child too,
• 1:17:08
  Speaker 1: for now we are hemmed in by the sword's death
• 1:17:10
  Speaker 1: toils chorus, Wretch, of what rock is thy breast? Of
• 1:17:16
  Speaker 1: what steel is the heart of thee molded that the
• 1:17:19
  Speaker 1: babes thou hast borne with the self same hands that
• 1:17:22
  Speaker 1: with love hath enfolded these, Thou hast set thee to
• 1:17:26
  Speaker 1: slay of one? Have I heard that laid hands on
• 1:17:29
  Speaker 1: her loved ones? Of old one? Only even Eno distraught
• 1:17:33
  Speaker 1: of the gods. When Zeus's bride drave her lonely and
• 1:17:36
  Speaker 1: lost from her home to stray, and she fell ah
• 1:17:40
  Speaker 1: wretch on the brink as she stood of the sea,
• 1:17:43
  Speaker 1: score guilt of her children's blood dragged downward her feet
• 1:17:48
  Speaker 1: to the salt sea flood, and she died with her children. Twain,
• 1:17:53
  Speaker 1: what ghastlier horror remains to be wrought o bride bed
• 1:17:57
  Speaker 1: of women with anguish fraught? What gathe upon mortals? Ere?
• 1:18:01
  Speaker 1: Now hast thou brought? What manifold bane? Enter Jason, Jason,
• 1:18:08
  Speaker 1: women which stand near unto this roof? Is she within
• 1:18:12
  Speaker 1: the holes, she who hath wrought dread deeds media? Or
• 1:18:16
  Speaker 1: in flight past? Thence? For either must she hide her
• 1:18:19
  Speaker 1: neath the earth, or lift on wings her frame to
• 1:18:22
  Speaker 1: Heaven's far depths, or taste the vengeance of a royal house?
• 1:18:26
  Speaker 1: How trust she, having murdered the land's lords, scathless herself
• 1:18:31
  Speaker 1: from these holes forth to flee? Yet not for her care, I,
• 1:18:34
  Speaker 1: but for my sons, whom she hath wronged, shall recompense
• 1:18:38
  Speaker 1: her wrong. But I to save my children's life, am
• 1:18:41
  Speaker 1: come less to my grief? The kinsmen of the dead
• 1:18:43
  Speaker 1: avenge on them their mother's impious murder. Chorus, wretch, thou
• 1:18:49
  Speaker 1: know'st not what depth of woe thou hast reached? Jason?
• 1:18:54
  Speaker 1: Or thou hadst uttered not such words? Jason? What now?
• 1:18:59
  Speaker 1: And is she fain to slay me too? Chorus? Thy
• 1:19:03
  Speaker 1: sons are dead, slain by the mother's hand. Jason, ah me,
• 1:19:08
  Speaker 1: what say'st thou thou hast killed me? Woman? Chorus Thy
• 1:19:13
  Speaker 1: children are no more? So think of them, Jason? How
• 1:19:18
  Speaker 1: slew them? Where within? Without the holes? Chorus open and
• 1:19:24
  Speaker 1: thou shalt see thy children's corpses? Jason, shoot back the
• 1:19:28
  Speaker 1: bolts with all speed, serving men unbar, that I may
• 1:19:32
  Speaker 1: see this twofold woe the dead an her with slaughter
• 1:19:35
  Speaker 1: to requite her. Media appears in mid air in a
• 1:19:40
  Speaker 1: chariot drawn by dragons. Media, Why shakest thou these doors
• 1:19:45
  Speaker 1: and woodst unbar seeking thy dead? And me who wrought
• 1:19:49
  Speaker 1: the deed? Cease this essay? If thou wouldst aught of me,
• 1:19:53
  Speaker 1: say what thou wilt Thine hands shalt touch me? Never
• 1:19:57
  Speaker 1: such chariot hath my father's sire the sun given me
• 1:20:00
  Speaker 1: a defense from Foeman's hand. Jason O thing abhorred o woman,
• 1:20:07
  Speaker 1: hatefulest to gods, to me, to all the race of men,
• 1:20:11
  Speaker 1: Thou that couldst thrust a sword into the babes, Thou
• 1:20:14
  Speaker 1: bearest and me hast made a childless ruin. Thus hast
• 1:20:19
  Speaker 1: thou wrought. Yet look'st thou on the sun and earth,
• 1:20:22
  Speaker 1: who hast dared a deed most impious? Now ruin sees
• 1:20:26
  Speaker 1: thee clear, I see who saw not? Then? When from
• 1:20:30
  Speaker 1: halls in Land Barbarian to a Greek home, I bear
• 1:20:33
  Speaker 1: thee utter bane traiteous to sire in Land, that nurtured
• 1:20:37
  Speaker 1: thee thy guilt's cursed bolt on me. The gods have
• 1:20:41
  Speaker 1: launched for thine own brother by his heart, Thou slewest
• 1:20:44
  Speaker 1: ere thou didst enter fair proud Argo's hole with such
• 1:20:48
  Speaker 1: deeds Thou begannest wedded then to this man and the
• 1:20:52
  Speaker 1: mother of my sons, for wedlock right's sake, hast thou
• 1:20:55
  Speaker 1: murdered them. There is no Grecian woman that had dared this.
• 1:20:59
  Speaker 1: Yet I stoop to marry thee good sooth rather than
• 1:21:02
  Speaker 1: these a hateful bride and fell a tigris, not a
• 1:21:06
  Speaker 1: woman harboring a fiercer nature than Tirhenian skilla. But for
• 1:21:12
  Speaker 1: untold revilings, would not sting THEE in my nature as
• 1:21:16
  Speaker 1: such hardihood a vaunt Thou miscreant stain'd with thy babe's
• 1:21:21
  Speaker 1: blood for me remains to wail my destiny, who of
• 1:21:25
  Speaker 1: my new wed bride shall have no joy? And to
• 1:21:28
  Speaker 1: the sons whom I begat and nurtured, living, I shall
• 1:21:30
  Speaker 1: not speak lost lost to me Media, I might have
• 1:21:36
  Speaker 1: lengthened out long controversy to these thy words. If Father
• 1:21:41
  Speaker 1: Zeus knew not how I have dealt with THEE and
• 1:21:43
  Speaker 1: thou with me. Twas not for THEE to set my
• 1:21:46
  Speaker 1: couch at naught and live a life of bliss be
• 1:21:49
  Speaker 1: mocking me, Nor for thy princess and thy marriage kinsman
• 1:21:53
  Speaker 1: creon unscathed to banish me this land. Wherefore a Tigris
• 1:21:58
  Speaker 1: call me an Thou wilt or gillah haunter of Tyrenian shore.
• 1:22:02
  Speaker 1: For thine heart have I wrung as well behooved, Jason
• 1:22:07
  Speaker 1: ha But thou sorrowest too, Thou sharest mine ills, media,
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  Speaker 1: oh yea yet grief is gained, So thou laugh not Jason,
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  Speaker 1: oh children mine what miscreant mother had ye, Media oh,
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  Speaker 1: sons destroyed by your own father's lust. Jason, sooth, twas
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  Speaker 1: no hand of mine that murdered them. Media, nay, but
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  Speaker 1: thine insolence and thy new forged bonds. Jason, how clean
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  Speaker 1: the right for wedlock's sake to slay them? Media, A
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  Speaker 1: light affliction counts thou this to woman Jason, so she
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  Speaker 1: be wise in thy sight? Nought were good? Media, these
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  Speaker 1: live no more? This this shall cut thine heart, Jason,
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  Speaker 1: They live ah me aingers on thine head. Media. The
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  Speaker 1: gods know who began this misery? Jason, yeay, verily thy
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  Speaker 1: spirit abhorred? They know, Media abhord art Thou I loathe
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  Speaker 1: thy bitter tongue. Jason and I thine yet were mutual
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  Speaker 1: riddens easy Media, How then what shall I do? Fain?
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  Speaker 1: Would I this, Jason, yield me my dead to bury
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  Speaker 1: and bewail Media? Never with this hand will I bury
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  Speaker 1: them to mountain? Here's precinct bearing them that never foe
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  Speaker 1: may do despite to them rifling their tomb this land
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  Speaker 1: of Sisyphus, will I constrain with solemn festival and writes
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  Speaker 1: to atone for this unhallowed murder? But I I go
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  Speaker 1: into erect this land with I gaze to abide Pandean's son. Thou,
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  Speaker 1: as is meet foul wretch, shalt foully die by Argo's wreckage.
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  Speaker 1: Smith on the skull. Now thou hast seen this bridle's
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  Speaker 1: bitter ending. Jason, now the fury avenger of children. Smite
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  Speaker 1: thee and justice that looketh on murder. Requite thee. Media,
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  Speaker 1: what God or what spirit will heed thy request? Kateth forsworn,
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  Speaker 1: who betrayeth a guest Jason, a vaunt foul thing by
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  Speaker 1: whose deed thy children have died. Media, go hence to
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  Speaker 1: thine holes. Thence lead to the grave, thy bride. Jason,
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  Speaker 1: I go, a father forlorn of the two sons, reughed
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  Speaker 1: from his home. Media, not yet dost thou truly mourn,
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  Speaker 1: abide till thine old age come. Jason, O children beloved
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  Speaker 1: above all Media of their mother, beloved, not of thee. Jason.
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  Speaker 1: Yet she slew them, Media that thou mightest fall in
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  Speaker 1: the net that thou spreadest for me, Jason woes me.
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  Speaker 1: I yearn with my lips to press my son's dear
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  Speaker 1: lips in my wretchedness. Media, ha Now art thou calling
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  Speaker 1: upon them? Now wouldst thou kiss who reject'st them. Then, Jason,
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  Speaker 1: for the God's sake, grant me but this as sweet
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  Speaker 1: soft flesh of my children to feel media no wasted
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  Speaker 1: in air is all thine appeal, Jason, O Zeus, dost
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  Speaker 1: thou hear it? How spurned I am? What outrage I
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  Speaker 1: suffer of yonder abhorred child, murderess, yonder tigris dam Yet
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  Speaker 1: out of mine helplessness, out of my shame, I bewail
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  Speaker 1: my beloved, I call to record high heav'n. I bid
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  Speaker 1: God witness the word that my sons thou hast slain,
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  Speaker 1: and withholdest me that mine hands may not touch them,
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  Speaker 1: nor bury their clay. Would God I had gotten them
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  Speaker 1: never this day to behold them Destroy'd of thee chorus
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  Speaker 1: old dooms be of Zeus in Olympus tis his to
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  Speaker 1: reveal them manifold things unhoped for the gods to accomplishment bring,
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  Speaker 1: and the things that we look'd for the gods deign
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  Speaker 1: not to fulfill them, And the paths undiesern'd of our eyes.
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  Speaker 1: The gods unseal them. So fell this marvelous thing exeunt omnes.
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  Speaker 1: End of Part three recording by expatriate in Bangor, Maine.
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  Speaker 1: End of media by Euripides, translated by Arthur sanders Way
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  Speaker 1: eighteen forty seven to nineteen thirty