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…to him Kings—then such persons are unsuitable. MEDEA. Unless these words were well repented of I might transform ye into—— CHORUS. Stay, great queen! MEDEA. Well for your respite comes this messenger. MESSENGER. Queen and fair mother of great kings unborn, And mighty chosen of the land of Greece, A tidings of deep bliss is born to you.
… Three Worlds flicker and falter, And life and her love be dead! In mysterious joy Awake—and destroy! JASON. It is enough! HERACLES. Too great for a god’s strength! THESEUS. Speak! CASTOR. Change! Not to be borne! POLLUX. But this is death! ORPHEUS, Let the light fade. The oracle is past. JASON. The Voice is past. We are alive again. ORPHEUS. What spake That Silence? HERACLES. “This is not a quest Where strength availeth aught.” I shall not go. JASON. Nay, brother. The voice was: “The end is sorrow!”
… to while away the idle hours While Jason hunts — ALCESTIS. How grand it were to see Our aged father rival the strong youths In feats of great agility! MEDEA. Agreed! But surely you should work the charm yourselves. For children magic is a blithesome game! DANAIDES. Dear lady! teach us how to say the spell! MEDEA, Words must be aided by appalling deeds! ALCESTIS. O! O! you frighten us. MEDEA, Be brave, my child! I too passed through unutterable things! ALCESTIS, Let me fetch father!
ARGONAUTAE JASON. Iolchus’ King is here, in very truth. Where is the son of Tyro? MEN. Who art thou? JASON. Know me for Jason and great Aeson’s heir. MEN. We learn good news, most enviable sir; That Aeson hath such grand inheritance. JASON. You have grown fat beneath an evil rule. Your period is at hand. Go, one of you, And drag the impious wretch before my sight! MEN. Aeson? Thy father? JASON. Play not with my wrath! My mood is something dangerous. MEN. Dangerous sir, 1 go indeed, to bring some danger more Hither. JASON. Poltroonery dislikes t…
16 ARGONAUTAE THESEUS. Ye heard not, O dull-witted! Unto me (Alone of all ye wise) the great voice came, “The Gates of Hell shall not in all prevail.” CASTOR. I heard, ‘‘ Regret not thy mortality! Love conquers death!” POLLUX. But I, “Regret not thou Thine immortality! Love conquers life!” ORPHEUS. A partial wisdom to a partial ear. JASON. But what speech came to thee? ORPHEUS. T heard no voice. ARGUS, What means this? Here’s my labour thrown away, My skill made jest of, all my wage destroyed At one fell stroke. JASON, What? Is the Argo burnt? …
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…
…d 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!
…rt-lived omen of success to me. WOMEN. Nay, but adventure and the prophecy! JASON. I see I have but small support in you. WOMEN. Not so, great Jason! Had I suffered much, My spirit had been broken to the scourge. Now, being strong and happy, with what joy I cry: Evohe! Revolution! I have grown weary of this tiresome peace. JASON. I promise you intense unhappiness. WOMEN, Here is the ugly monster! Out! To think
…, and a sweet hot body’s rush Lithe to embrace him, and a cataract Of amber-scented hair hissing about His head, and in the darkness two great eyes Flaming above him, and the whole face filled
… move the purpose of a thousand years. ‘Go, go! HERACLES. Remember! We are met this. day To call upon the name with praise and prayer Of great Athena, since our ship is built With sculptured olive pregnant in the prow, And all the length of pine is coiled and curled With the swift serpent’s beauty, and the owl Sits in huge state upon the midmost bench. Thus, therefore, by the manifest design, Joining the wisdom to the power and will, We build the Argo. ARGUS. What a heavy club We carry! And how well becomes our figure The lion’s skin! HERACLES.…
…of light Shed from the splendour of our Queen Athena! mystery and might; These worked invisibly to bring The end of triumph to our King. Great Jason, wronged by hate of man, Shall pass the portals of the deep; Shall seek the waters wide and wan; Shall pass within the land of sleep; And there the guardians of the soil Shall rest at last from pain and toil. O ruler of the empyréan, Behold his fervour conquering The fury of the breed Cadmean, The dragons of the Theban king; And arméd men shall spring from earth In vain to ward the gloomy girth! Bu…
… But mix the manual and the mental—well, No ship was built by pure philosophy. POLLUX. Nor yet designed by artisans. JASON. Enough Come, great Alcides, it is time to go. ARGUS. A fool allows a moment’s irritation
…? MEN. Shall we not slay thee this presumptuous fool? JASON. I am of force, I say. I wrestled once From sunrise to sunset with Heracles, Great Heracles! Not till the full moon rose Availed his might to lay me prone. Beware! Ye weakling knaves! I am of force, I say. PELIAS. Rebellious youth, the justice of thy cause And force I will admit—where force goes far. But think’st thou wait no wild Erinnyes For thee a guest in these my halls, for thee Whose hands are dipped not yet in blood so deep As to have murdered an old man, and him Thy father’s br…
…g round the sacred stone In beautiful order and procession grave, While our chief priest, our mightiest in song, The dowered of Phoebus, great Oeager’s heir, Invokes that glory on the sacrifice That kindles all its slumber into life And vivid flame descending on the wheel And chariot of lightning, licking up The water of the loud-resounding sea Lustral, poured seven times upon the earth And in one flash consuming wood and stone And the sweet savour of the sacrifice. ORPHEUS. But when the flame hath darted from the eye Of my divine existence, an…
…g brows; not caring any more For spring or summer; heeding least of all That tumult of ox-fury. Suddenly A light sprang in his face; the great hand shot Forth, and broke in the brass-bound door; the day Passed with him inwards; then the brazen hoofs Beat with a tenfold fury on the stone. But Jason, swiftly turned, evaded these, And chose two oxen from that monstrous herd To whose vast heads he strode, and by the horns