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MEDEA
by Euripides

INT: MEDEA'S HOUSE IN CORINTH

JASON

Oft have I seen, in other days than these,

How a dark temper maketh maladies

No friend can heal. 'Twas easy to have kept

Both land and home. It needed but to accept

Unstrivingly the pleasure of our lords.

But thou, for mere delight in stormy words,

Wilt lose all!… Now thy speech provokes not me.

Rail on. Of all mankind let Jason be

Most evil; none shall check thee. But for these

Dark threats cast out against the majesties

Of Corinth, count as veriest gain thy path

Of exile. I myself, when princely wrath

Was hot against thee, strove with all good will

To appease the wrath, and wished to keep thee still

Beside me. But thy mouth would never stay

From vanity, blaspheming night and day

Our masters. Therefore thou shalt fly the land.

 

Yet, even so, I will not hold my hand

From succouring mine own people. Here am I

To help thee, woman, pondering heedfully

Thy new state. For I would not have thee flung

Provisionless away-aye, and the young

Children as well; nor lacking aught that will

Of mine can bring thee. Many a lesser ill

Hangs on the heels of exile… Aye, and though

Thou hate me, dream not that my heart can know

Or fashion aught of angry will to thee.






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