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10 ARGONAUTAE MEDEA. ; Heroes indeed ye are, and lion hearts. CHORUS, No woman need school me in bravery. MEDEA, Rather a hare. CHORUS. Most impudent of whores! MEDEA. But when my husband comes victorious Fleece-laden, he will rather-—— CHORUS. Wilt thou then Further my ruin, making known this shame? MEDEA. Here is the Argive sense of gratitude. Let me stir up its subtler thought, and show What favours ye may gather afterward From hands and lips ye scorn—not courteously. CHORUS. What? Canst thou save me from this newer doom? MEDEA. I love your …
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ARGONAUTAE. ACTUS PRIMUS. PEwias. Jason. Semi-chorus of Iolchian Men. Semi-chorus of Iolchian Women. Scene: Zhe Throne-chamber of Kinc PELs. SEMI-CHORUS OF MEN. The prophecies are spoken in vain, The auguries vainly cast, Since twenty years of joyous reign In peace are overpast; And those who cursed our King’s desires Are branded in the brow for liars. SEMI-CHORUS OF WOMEN. We heard the aged prophet speak The doom of woe and fear. We wait with blanched and icy cheek The one-and-twentieth year: For Justice lies, as seeds lie, dead, But lifts at …
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6 ARGONAUTAE But all your prayers are answered by yourselves, As I myself achieve this thought of mine. CHORUS. To me thou seemest to blaspheme the gods. MEDEA. Belike I seem, O ye of little wit. CHORUS. Surely thy tender years and gentle looks Belie such hatred to our king! I scorn To triumph on an enemy once fallen. MEDEA. Fools always! I am tenderer than my years, And gentler than my glances. CHORUS. Sayst thou—what? MEDEA, Ye know me a most powerful sorceress. CHORUS. So I have heard, O lotus-footed one! Nathless I see not any miracle. MEDE…
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8 ARGONAUTAE CHORUS. Thy bitter love disturbed that solitude? MEDEA. Not bitter, heroes. See ye yet the end? CHORUS. Our good quest ended by thy father’s hate, And by thy own hour’s madness! This I see. MEDEA. But if he gain the Fleece? CHORUS. A blissful end. MEDEA. This end and that are moulded diversely. CHORUS. Riddle no more, nor ply with doubtful hope Hearts ready to rejoice and to despair Equally minded. MEDEA. At the midmost hour, His mind given up to sleepless muttering Of charms not mine—decrees Olympian— All on a sudden he felt ferve…
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… as kisses. And those arms And kisses and mad movements of quick love Burnt up his being, and his life was lost In woman’s love at last! CHORUS. Unseemly act! Who dared thus break on meditation? MEDEA. IL CHORUS. Surely thy passion mastered thee, O queen! MEDEA. I tell you—thus the night passed. CHORUS. Verily, The woman raves. MEDEA. Such victory as this Outsails all shame. Before the dawn was up I bound such talismans about his breast That fire and steel grow dew and flowery wreaths For all their power to hurt him. Presently I made a posset, …
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ARGONAUTAE. ACTUS QUARTUS. Jason, MEDEA, ORPHEUS, THESEUS, HERACLES, Chorus of Heroes, the Sirens. ScENE: Zhe Argo. MEDEA. Ay! I would murder not my brother only, But tear my own limbs, strew them on the sea, To keep one fury from the man I love! CHORUS. This act and speech are much akin to madness. MEDEA. Remember that your own skins pay the price. CHORUS. I now remember somewhat of the voice Of the oracle, that Madness should hunt hard On the thief’s furtive track, upon the prow Brooding, and at the table president, And spouse-like in the bed…
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ARGONAUTAE. ACTUS SECUNDUS. Arcus ¢he son of Purixus, JASON, HERACLES, Castor, POLLUX, THESEUS, ORPHEUS. Chorus of Heroes. Chorus of Shipbuilders. Scene: An open place near Lolchus. CHORUS OF SHIPBUILDERS. The sound of the hammer and steel! The song of the level and line! The whirr of the whistling wheel! The ring of the axe on the pine! The joy of the ended labour, As the good ship plunges free By sound of pipe and tabor To front the sparkling sea! The mystery-woven spell! The voyage of golden gain! The free full sails that swell On the swell …
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ARGONAUTAE. ACTUS TERTIUS. AEETES, JASON, MEDEA, Messengers, Chorus of Heroes. Scene: Zhe palace of AEETES. AEETES, Were this man son of Zeus, beloved of Heaven, And skilled with very craft of Maia’s son, Stronger than Phoebus, subtler than the Sphinx, This plague should catch him, nor my wisdom spare. CHORUS OF HEROES. Thus hast thou sent him unto Hades, king. AEETES. Not otherwise were such gain possible. Ye are the witnesses that with much skill, And eloquence of shining words, and thought Darkling behind their measured melody, I did dissuad…
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…. MEDEA. But not those strains of music, though divine From Orpheus’ wingéd lyre, exalt at all Our joy to joy, beyond all music’s power! CHORUS. I fear Aeetes and the Pelian guile. JASON. Fear is but failure, herald of distress! MEDEA, What virtue lives there in the coward’s heart? CHORUS. In sooth, I have no fear at all—to flee. JASON. Night, like a mist, steals softly from the East. The hand of darkness gathers up the folds Of day’s gold garment, and the valleys sink Into slow sadness, though the hills retain That brilliance for a little. CHO…
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…ossible This hero hath already done, before He ever touched this sounding coast of thine. AEETES, Alas! but now his weird is loneliness! CHORUS. Was that from Destiny, or will of thine? AEETES. I love him little. Yet my words were true, Nor would it skill him aught if myriad men Bucklered his back and breast. For when a man Batters with sword-hilt at the frowning gates That lead to the Beyond, not human force— Hardly the favour of the gods themselves— Shall stead him in that peril. CHORUS. Yet we know Courage may conquer all things. AEETES. Suc…
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ACTUS TERTIUS 11 MEDEA. I will not leave him ever in the world. CHORUS. Persistence in these ills—will cure them not. “Worst” is the hunter, “ worse” the hound, when “ bad ” Is the stag’s name. MEDEA. We rule Iolchus’ land. CHORUS. Indeed the hunter follows. I despise Lewd conduct in the lowest, and detest Spells hurtful to the head, when ancient hags Brew their bad liquors at the waning moon, Barking their chants of murder. But to rule A land, and wive a king, and breed to him Kings—then such persons are unsuitable. MEDEA. Unless these words w…
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16 ARGONAUTAE MEDEA. To thy knees, false hound, Fawning to snap! ACASTUS. What misery, pale slaves, Lament ye? CHORUS. Ah! the ill omen! Ah, the day! Alcestis hath her sire in error slain. ACASTUS. Sister! ALCESTIS. O brother, bear thine anger back! ACASTUS. Speak! ALCESTIS. Ah, the prophecy! Ai Ai! CHORUS. Ai Ai! ACASTUS. What folly masks what wickedness? Speak on! ALCESTIS. I cannot speak. JASON. Speak thou, Medea!
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…ter’s bane. That I flung from me. But my subtle soul Struck its own bosom with the sword of thought, So that I saw not pity, but desire! CHORUS. Surely a bane more potent than the first. MEDEA. Love is itself enchantment! CHORUS. Some kind god Whispers from this a little light of hope. MEDEA. Only the hopeless are the happy ones. CHORUS. But didst thou turn him from his gleaming goal? Cover that shame with sweeter shame than this? MEDEA. Thou knowest that his vigil was to keep, Invoking all Olympus all the night, And then to yoke the oxen, and …
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…toi! Ai Ai! What misery! FIRST WOMAN. See! the lady weeps! ALCESTIS. Ai Ai! the black fiend, how he dogs my feet! The fatal day! Ai! Ai! CHORUS. What sorrow thus, Maiden, removes the feet of fortitude? ALCESTIS. Who shall arouse him? CHORUS. Peace, our lady sleeps N
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…ss. SECOND WOMAN. Daily I poison the she-devil’s drink, And nothing harms her! THIRD WOMAN. I have a toad whose breath Destroys all life CHORUS. Thou dealest in such arts? THIRD WOMAN. Ay! for this hate’s sake. Are we sisters all Herein? CHORUS. True sisters! THIRD WOMAN. The familiar soul Sucks at her mouth—She sickens not nor dies; More poisonous than he. FIRST WOMAN. Ah! beast of hell! What may avail us? SECOND WOMAN. Jason is quite lost In her black sorceries.
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ACTUS TERTIUS MEDEA. Guarding your king and queen on every side— CHORUS, We sail triumphant to the land of Greece. MEDEA. A woman’s love, a woman’s power be told Through ages, gainers of the Fleece of Gold. EXPLICIT ACTUS TERTIUS. 19
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12 ARGONAUTAE CHORUS. Tell me that Jason has achieved the quest. MESSENGER. Truth is no handmaid unto happiness. CHORUS. What terror dost thou fill my heart withal? MEDEA. O timorous heroes! Let the herald speak! Who meets fear drives her back; who flees from fear Stumbles ; who cares not, sees her not. Speak on! THE MESSENGER. Terrible bellowings as of angry bulls Broke from the stable as the first swift shaft Of dawn smote into it: and stampings fierce Resounded, shaking the all-mother earth. Whereunto came the calm and kingly man, Smiling as…
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…queen, lament, lament! I am undone by my own—— MEDEA. What! the work? ALCESTIS. Alas! Alas! the work! MEDEA. Thy father? ALCESTIS. Slain CHORUS. Ai Ai! the old man slain! MEDEA. Ai Ai! ALCESTIS. Ai Ai! MEDEA. The strong spell broken? ALCESTIS. Nay, but thoughts arose,
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…ing thou the glory from the gray! Bring thou our spirits into rest! O Wisdom, that hast helped so far, Sink never thou thy guiding star! CHORUS OF WORKMEN. Then let us gather one and all, And launch our dragon on the main With paeans raised most musical," Until our heroes come again. With watching and with prayer we wait The imperious Destinies of Fate! Expuicit Actus SEcUNDUS. 19
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… moist smoke springs up. MEDEA. Alas! for me! All is but lost. ALCESTIS. Canst thou do anything? MEDEA. Nothing. Ai Ai! ALCESTIS. Ai Ai! CHORUS. Ai Ai! Ai Ai! JASON. What! Shall the hunter find his joy abroad, And sorrow in his house? MEDEA. Thy very hearth Polluted with the old man’s blood! ACASTUS. What blood? Answer me, woman!