This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1894 edition. Excerpt: ... Old nurse, for very near to the vestibule Of the bi-portaled mansion heard I the Groans within, nor am I glad of the suffering, Woman--her house is endeared to me. NURSK. No house is: for all this is vanished now Since Jason the bed woos of royalty's line; My mistress is wasting existence away Within her apartments, and taketh in heart No comfort from words of a friend. MEDEA. Alas! alas! Might lightning from heaven descend through my head! What profiteth me more the essence of life? Alas, me! and might death releasen me from Hated existence! CHORUS. Strophe. Heardest, O Zeus, O earth, and O light, This sad song which hath drear distress Taught Medea? For metrical purposes both meanings of a/zct/Vi'of have been used. What longing for dread resting-place Will e'er, foolish wife, aid thee pass To death's ultimate sure release? Pray not of the gods thus: If thy spouse desire Bloomier bed than thine own, Be not wroth with him over this: Thee Zeus will avenge in his might--Little repine "thou, Mourning thy wedded mate remiss. MEDEA. High Themis and Artemis honored, Behold what I suffer my spouse from, Accursed, to me bound with great oaths? Whom may I gloat over and his bride To atoms ground under their roof-tree, For daring uninjured to harm me. O father! O home I abandoned, Disgracefully slaying my brother! NURSE. Hear ye her language, her crying aloud Themis invoked and Zeus who records Human oaths? There is no way will her rage Quiet its transports with paltry result. CHORUS. Antistrophe. Would that Medea welcome our eyes, Coming to hear kind tone of words Spoken to her, If haply the deep-impressed rage And wrath of her soul they assuage: For let not my tenderness' edge Dull ever to friendship. Nurse, repair in haste, Tend thou her...
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