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ACTUS PRIMUS 11 JASON. Justice covers all. The Furies cannot follow if a man To his own heart be reconciled. They feed On his own bosom, nay! are born thereof. An alien clan he might elude, but these, Blood of his blood, he shall nor slay nor ’scape. My heart hath never pastured on regret Or pang for thee. My justice covers all. PELIAS. That one word “ justice” covers all indeed To thine own self. But think’st thou for a word To ruin many years of commonweal, And poison in an hour the politics Of states and thrones for—justice? Thou art just; B…
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6 ARGONAUTAE Light, as I swim through rollers green and gleaming, Sheds its most subtle sense to penetrate This heart I thought impervious to Fate. Now the sweet light, the full delight, is beaming Through me and burns me: all my flesh is teeming With the live kisses of the sea, my mate, My mistress, till the fires of life abate And leave me languid, man-forgotten, deeming T see in sleep, in many-coloured night, More hope than in the flame-waves of the light. Light! ever light! I swim far out and follow The footsteps of the wind, and light inva…
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4 ARGONAUTAE Or quiet and dumb To the heart of the dwelling? Silently striding, Whispering terror Into their ears; Watching, abiding, Madness and error, Brooder of fears! Thus will I bring Black Ares to honour, Draw the black sting Of the serpent upon her! How foolish to fight With the warrior God Who brings victory bright Or defeat with a nod, Who standeth to smite With a spear and a rod! Here is the woman, Thinking no evil, Wielding the human By might of a devil! But I will mock her With cunning design In my malice lock her. The doom is divin…
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6 ARGONAUTAE MEDEA, I meditate the ancient prophecy. Thus a foreboding is upon my heart, Seeing some danger follow yet, o’erhang Our heads, poised gaily in incertitude! SECOND DANAID. Nay, grieve not, dear Medea! All men say The prophecy is well fulfilled. MEDEA. Ay me! “Until the king shall die and live again.” ALCESTIS. What means that? MEDEA, I have meditated long. SECOND DANAID. To what sad end? MEDEA. At the full end I see Allusion to my magic—to that spell Whereby an old man may renew his youth. ALCESTIS. Our father! MEDEA. You have guess…
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…ude; My husband! in thy love alone I rest. This splendour and this toil alike resume Our life from the long honeymoon of love We wish at heart. JASON. To Corinth! MEDEA. Creon bears The name of favourable to suppliants. ACASTUS. How virtue tames these tameless ones! To-day I am indeed a man. MEDEA. Thou brainless boy! Thus, thus, and thus I smite thee on the cheek— Thus, thus I spit upon thy face. Out, dog! 19
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…ORUS. 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 us go! 17
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…5 Before that glittering woof the Sun Shrinks back abashed in shame, The splendour of the shining one, One torrent-fleece of flame! What heart may think, what tongue may sing The glory of the golden thing? About the grove the scorpion coils Inextricably wind Within the wood’s exceeding toils, The shadow hot and blind; There lurk his serpent sorceries, The guardian of the Golden Fleece. The dragon lifts his nostrils wide And jets a spout of fire; The warrior questing turns aside, Not daring to desire; And Madness born of Ares lurks Behind the wo…
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…y on our temple walls! JASON. Tell me what is this fleece. PELIAS. Let women sing. WOMEN. In Ares’ grove, the sworded trees, The world’s heart wondering, Hangs evermore the Golden Fleece, The glory of the spring, The light of far Aea’s coast, Such glamour as befits a ghost.
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…have my reasons [doubtfully] ay, my reasons plain! Going, not forced. CHORUS. Yet going—that is good! JASON, To Corinth! Bride of my own heart, Medea, Well hast thou put thy power off for the time Preferring love to pomp, and peace to revel. MEDEA. And the soft cushions of the moss-grown trees To royal pillows, and the moon’s young light To gaudy lamps of antique workmanship— JASON. And music of the birds to harps of gold Struck by unwilling fingers for gold coin. MEDEA. Come! lest the curse I call upon this house Eat us up also! May the red pl…
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ACTUS QUARTUS Between the islands sheer and steep Our craft treads noiseless o’er the deep. Turned to the gold heart of the west, The sun’s last sigh of love expressed Ere the lake glimmer, borrow sleep From clouds and tinge their edges; weep That night brings love not to his breast, But only rest. We move toward the golden track Shed in the water: we look back Eastward, where rose is set to warn Promise and prophecy of dawn Reflected, lest the ocean lack In any space serene or slack Some colour, blushing o’er the fawn Dim-lighted lawn. And und…
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…r; the days discover high joys that hover of lover and lover, and fates above her are fallen and done. JASON, Queen of this people! O my heart’s desire Spotless, the Lady of my love, and friends By whose heroic ardours I am found Victor at last, well girded with the spoil Of life in gleaming beauty, and this prize Thrice precious, my Medea—all is won! Needs only now the favouring kiss of Eurus, Bright-born of Eos, to fulfil for us The last of all the labours, to inspire ‘The quick-raised sail, and fill that flushing gold With thrice desiréd bre…
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… sweep of the sword! I strike to the deep That thou stir in thy sleep! Rise up from mine innermost being! Lift up the gemmed head to the heart! Lift up till the eyes that were seeing Be blind, and their life depart! Till the Eye that was blind Be a lamp to my mind! Coil fast all thy coils on me, dying, Absorbed in the sense of the Snake! Stir, leave the flower-throne, and up-flying Hiss once, and hiss thrice, and awake! Then crown me and cling! Flash forward—and spring! Flash forth on the fire of the altar, The stones, and the sacrifice shed ;
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…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 if a sweet dr…