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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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…g 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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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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…id not. CHORUS. What is this? Thou hintest at some dangerous destiny. MEDEA. Come, love, to the long years of love with me! JASON. Form, heroes, and in solemn order stride; The body-guardians of the Golden Fleece!
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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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…ace. JASON. Treble thine utmost wish. ARGUS. Two evils then Thou pilest on one good! But 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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…usand victories bring us to the shore Whence we set out: look forth! The people come Moving with lights about the anchorage To greet the heroes of the Golden Fleece. My Queen! Medea! Welcome unto Greece! EXPLICIT ACTUS QUARTUS.
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…scending blue! Be present, ever-blest! Bring thou the hero Jason through To victory—and rest! MEDEA. Not by Athena’s calm omnipotence, O heroes, look for safety! Little men, Looking to God, are blinded; mighty ones, Seeking His presence, reel before the glance; And They, the greatest that may be of men, Become that Light, and care no whit for earth.
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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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…much of Ares. PELIAS, Are thine eyes kindled at the golden thought? JASON. * Mine eyes see farther than the Fleece of Gold. PELIAS. What heroes can attain so fair a thing? JASON. I have some friends who would esteem this quest
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…very name is Rest! Medea shoots her sweetest glance And Jason bends above— Young virgins in Iolchus dance, Hearing the news thereof. The heroes—see their glad advance! Hath Greece not maids enough? I lie in love’s ecstatic trance. My very name is Love! LIGIA. Come over the water, love, to me! Come over the little space! Come over, my lover, and thou shalt see The beauty of my face! Come over the water! I will be A bride and a queen and a lover to thee! Come over the water, love, and lie! All day and all night to kiss! Come over, my lover, an ho…
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12 ARGONAUTAE JASON. Arise, All heroes, circling 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…
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…chieved 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 dream still beguiled His waking br…