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1904 · PDF PAGE 67

The Argonauts

…ut 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. CHORUS. Let u…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 21

The Argonauts

… boy. I lay my sceptre by, Put off my crown, descend the steps to thee. Here is my breast. Look firmly in my face, And slay me. Is there fear writ large and deep In mine old eyes? Or shudderest thou with fear? JASON. More hate than fear. In sooth, I cannot strike. PELIAS. A king is not so slain—except a madman May fall upon him with averted head. Indeed, I conquer. [Aside.] Even so, beware! Victory ill-nurtured breeds the babe defeat. [4Zoud.] Listen, my brother’s son! Nay, stoop not so, Bending ashaméd brows upon the earth! I am well weary of …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 11

The Argonauts

…o 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 last a Gorgon head! MEN. What fear can reach our Thessaly? What war disturb our peace?

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1904 · PDF PAGE 65

The Argonauts

ACTUS TERTIUS In fear of life, when great Aeetes hears This news, and how all came. MESSENGER. My lady’s smile Is the reward I sought, not place nor gold. MEDEA. Thou hast it, child. SECOND MESSENGER. The hero is at hand. CHORUS. O happy of mortals! O fronter of fear, The impassible portals! Ye heavens, give ear! 15 Our song shall be rolled in the praise of the gold, and its glory be told where the heavenly fold rejoices to hold the stars in its sphere. O hero Iolchian! Warrior king! From the kingdom Colchian The Fleece dost bring! Our song sha…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 62

The Argonauts

…o 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 if a sweet dream still beguiled His waking brows; not caring any more For spring or s…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 45

The Argonauts

…ut come and see! The Argo is discovered. CHORUS OF HEROES. By Wisdom framed from ancient days The stately Argo stands above; Too firm to fear, too great to praise, The might of bright Athena’s love! Oh! ship of glory! tread the foam, And bring our guerdon from its home!

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1904 · PDF PAGE 12

The Argonauts

…Long stablished is young amity Maid-blushing over Greece: And fair Iolchus stands sublime, A monument to lesson time. WOMEN. But if such fear were come indeed, Who reads the riddle dread Spoken in frenzy by the seer Against the royal head? We know the Rhyme’s involving spell— Its purport is impenetrable. MEN. We heard his foolish maundering: But, bred in wiser ways, We have forgotten: do ye sing The rune of ancient days! To-day his curse cacophonous Shall earn at least a laugh from us! WOMEN. “OQ! when the arméd hand is nigh, Tolchus shall not …

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1904 · PDF PAGE 55

The Argonauts

ACTUS TERTIUS CHORUS. We fear indeed that in the trap Of wiles our king is taken. Lachesis shakes a careless lap And dooms divine awaken! A desolate and cruel hap In this sad hour is shaken. The desperate son and violent Of Helios hath designed A fate more hard than Pelias meant, Revolving in his mind Mischief to catch the coiled ascent Of groaning humankind. O bright Athena, hitherto Protectress of the quest, Divide the deep descending blue! Be present, ever-blest! Bring thou the hero Jason through To victory—and rest! MEDEA. Not by Athena’s c…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 76

The Argonauts

…not a bride; And scarcely daring to draw breath, He passed the dumb night-hours with death, Till in the morning cold and gray The hooded fear glided away. Which morning saw ten thousand pay The price of jesting with a king!”— JASON. Indeed these toils and dangerous pursuits, Labours and journeys, go to make one mad. Well were it to beguile our weariness With song. MEDEA. And here is the sole king of song. ORPHEUS. My song breaks baffled on the rocks of time If thy bewitching beauty be the theme. MEDEA. Sing me thy song, sweet poet, of the sea

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1904 · PDF PAGE 84

The Argonauts

…EUS. Above us on the mast is spread The splendour of the fleece! Before us, Argive maidens tread The glowing isles of Greece! Behind us, fear and toil are dead: Below, the breakers cease! The Holy Light is on my head— My very name is Peace! The water’s music moves; and swings The sea’s eternal breast. The wind above us whistles, rings, And wafts us to the West.

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1904 · PDF PAGE 23

The Argonauts

…o the core, The dragon slain or driven away, The good Fleece won by war, Not yet should Ares sink his spear, Or fail of flinging forth a fear. The torch of Madness should be lit, And follow him afar;

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1904 · PDF PAGE 120

The Argonauts

… ARGONAUTAE The work is done. Let miracle inspire- Tolchian voices to the holy hymn, Praise to black Ares, echo of this doom. CHORUS. So fearful is the wrath divine, That once aroused it shall not sleep, Though prostrate slaves before the shrine Pray, praise, do sacrifice, and weep. Ten generations following past Shall not exhaust the curse at last. From father unto son it flees, An awful heritage of woe. Wives feel its cancerous prodigies Invade their wombs; the children know The inexpiable word, exhaust Not by a tenfold holocaust. Thus let ma…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 118

The Argonauts

…n this house Eat us up also! May the red plague rot Their bones! I lift my voice and prophesy: The curse shall never leave this house of fear; But one by treachery shall slay another,

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1904 · PDF PAGE 64

The Argonauts

…of Gold. Then came a voice: ‘Woe, woe! <Aea’s isle! The glory is departed!” And a voice Answered it “Woe!” Then Jason seemed to see Some Fear behind the little former fears; And his face blanched a moment, as beholding Some Fate, some distant grief. Then, catching sight Now of the glory of his gain, he seemed: Caught in an ecstasy, treading the earth As in a brighter dream than Aphrodite Sent ever to a man, he turned himself (We could not see him for the golden flame Burning about him!) moving hitherward. But I took horse and hasted, since rewa…

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1904 · PDF PAGE 63

The Argonauts

…rom furious nostrils: and indignant breath, Fountains of seething smoke, spat forth at him. But with no tremor of aught that seemed like fear Drew them by sheer strength from their place, and yoked Their frenzy to his plough, and with the goad Urged them, thrice trampling the accurséd field Until the furrows flamed across the sun, ~ Treading whose glory stood Apollo’s self As witness of the deed. Then a last thrust Savage, drove them less savage to their stalls, And Jason turned and laughed. Then drew he out The dreadful teeth of woe, Cadmean s…

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