The Medea of Euripides; Tr. Into English Rhyming Verse
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Why hast thou taken on thee. To make us desolate. This anger of misery And guilt of hate ? For fierce are the smitings back of blood once shed Where love hath been : God's wrath upon them that kill, And an anguished earth, and the wonder of the dead Haunting as music still. . . . [A cry is heard within. A Woman. Hark ! Did ye hear ? Heard ye the children's cry ? Another. O miserable woman ! O abhorred ! A Child within. What shall I do ? What is it ? Keep me fast From mother ! The Other Child. I... know nothing. Brother ! Oh, I think she means to kill us. MEDEA 71 A Woman. Let me go ! I will — Help ! Help ! — and save them at the last. A Child. Yes, in God's name ! Help quickly ere. we die ! The Other Child. She has almost caught me now. She has a sword. \Many of the Women are now heating at the barred door to get in. Others are stand- ing apart. Women at the door. Thou stone, thou thing of iron ! Wilt verily Spill with thine hand that life, the vintage stored Of thine own agony i The Other Women A Mother slew her babes in days of yore, One, only one, from dawn to eventide, Ino, god-maddened, whom the Queen of Heaven Set frenzied, flying to the dark : and she Cast her for sorrow to the wide salt sea.
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