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Chorus
Mistress mine, be persuaded to come to terms with her, as far as readily comes within thy power.
Mistress mine, be persuaded to come to terms with her, as far as readily comes within thy power.
Hermione
Why this haughty tone, this bandying of words, as if, forsooth, thou, not I, wert the virtuous wife?
Why this haughty tone, this bandying of words, as if, forsooth, thou, not I, wert the virtuous wife?
Andromache
Thy present claims at any rate give thee small title thereto.
Thy present claims at any rate give thee small title thereto.
Hermione
Woman, may my bosom never harbour such ideas as thine!
Woman, may my bosom never harbour such ideas as thine!
Andromache
Thou art young to speak on so delicate a subject.
Thou art young to speak on so delicate a subject.
Hermione
As for thee, thou dost not speak thereof but, as thou canst, dost put it into action against me.
As for thee, thou dost not speak thereof but, as thou canst, dost put it into action against me.
Andromache
Canst thou not conceal thy pangs of jealousy?
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Canst thou not conceal thy pangs of jealousy?
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Hermione
What! doth not every woman put this first of all?
What! doth not every woman put this first of all?
Andromache
Yes, if her experiences are happy; otherwise, there is no honour in speaking of them.
Yes, if her experiences are happy; otherwise, there is no honour in speaking of them.
Hermione
Barbarians’ laws are not a standard for our city.
Barbarians’ laws are not a standard for our city.
Andromache
Alike in Asia and in Hellas infamy attends base actions.
Alike in Asia and in Hellas infamy attends base actions.
Hermione
Clever, clever quibbler! yet die thou must and shalt.
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Clever, clever quibbler! yet die thou must and shalt.
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Andromache
Dost see the image of Thetis with her eye upon thee?
Dost see the image of Thetis with her eye upon thee?
Hermione
A bitter foe to thy country because of the death of Achilles.
A bitter foe to thy country because of the death of Achilles.
Andromache
’Twas not I that slew him, but Helen that mother of thine.
’Twas not I that slew him, but Helen that mother of thine.
Hermione
Pray, is it thy intention to probe my wounds yet deeper?
Pray, is it thy intention to probe my wounds yet deeper?
Andromache
Behold, I am dumb, my lips are closed.
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Behold, I am dumb, my lips are closed.
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Hermione
Tell me that which was my only reason for coming hither.
Tell me that which was my only reason for coming hither.
Andromache
No! all I tell thee is, thou hast less wisdom than thou needest.
No! all I tell thee is, thou hast less wisdom than thou needest.
Hermione
Wilt thou leave these hallowed precincts of the sea-goddess?
Wilt thou leave these hallowed precincts of the sea-goddess?
Andromache
Yes, if I am not to die for it; otherwise, I never will.
Yes, if I am not to die for it; otherwise, I never will.
Hermione
Since that is thy resolve, I shall not even wait my lord’s return.
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Since that is thy resolve, I shall not even wait my lord’s return.
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Andromache
Nor yet will I, at any rate ere that, surrender to thee.
Nor yet will I, at any rate ere that, surrender to thee.
Hermione
I will bring fire to bear on thee, and pay no heed to thy entreaties.
I will bring fire to bear on thee, and pay no heed to thy entreaties.
Andromache
Kindle thy blaze then; the gods will witness it.
Kindle thy blaze then; the gods will witness it.
Hermione
And make thy flesh to writhe by cruel wounds.
And make thy flesh to writhe by cruel wounds.
Andromache
Begin thy butchery, stain the altar of the goddess with blood, for she will visit thy iniquity.
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Begin thy butchery, stain the altar of the goddess with blood, for she will visit thy iniquity.
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Hermione
Barbarian creature, hardened in impudence, wilt thou brave death itself? Still will I find speedy means to make thee quit this seat of thy free-will; such a bait have I to lure thee with. But I will hide my meaning,
which the event itself shall soon declare. Yes, keep thy seat, for I will make thee rise, though molten lead is holding thee there, before Achilles’ son, thy trusted champion, arrive.
Exit Hermione.
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Barbarian creature, hardened in impudence, wilt thou brave death itself? Still will I find speedy means to make thee quit this seat of thy free-will; such a bait have I to lure thee with. But I will hide my meaning,
which the event itself shall soon declare. Yes, keep thy seat, for I will make thee rise, though molten lead is holding thee there, before Achilles’ son, thy trusted champion, arrive.
Exit Hermione.
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Andromache
My trusted champion, yes! how strange it is, that, though some god hath devised cures for mortals against the venom of reptiles, no man ever yet hath discovered aught to cure a woman’s venom, which is far worse than viper’s sting or scorching flame; so terrible a curse are we to mankind.
My trusted champion, yes! how strange it is, that, though some god hath devised cures for mortals against the venom of reptiles, no man ever yet hath discovered aught to cure a woman’s venom, which is far worse than viper’s sting or scorching flame; so terrible a curse are we to mankind.
Andromache. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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