Tragedies of Euripides
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Tragedies of Euripides

by Eurípides

Publisher
CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Pages
606
Language
English
Published
2010

Overview

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1854 Excerpt: ... chaste, and the reverencer of the Gods, I who in modesty exceed alL have lost my life, and go to a manifest hell beneath the earth; but in vain have I laboured in the task of piety towards men. 0! 0! 0! O! and now the pain, the pain comes upon me, loose unhappy me, and let death come to be my physician. Destroy me, destroy the unhappy one--I long for a two-edged blade, wherewith to cut me in pieces, and to put my life to an eternal rest. Oh unhappy curse of my father! the evil too of my blood-polluted kinsmen, my old forefathers, bursts forth49 upon me; nor is it at a distance; and it hath come on me, wherefore, I pray, who am nothing guilty of these ills? Alas me! me! what can I say? how can I free my life from this cruel calamity? Would that the black and nightly fate of Pluto would put me wretched to eternal sleep! Di. Oh unhappy mortal, with what a calamity art thou enthralled! but the nobleness of thy mind hath destroyed thee. Hipp. Let be. O divine breathing of perfume, for, even though being in ills, I perceived thee, and felt my body lightened of its pain.50 The Goddess Dian is in this place. Di. O unhappy one! she is, to thee the most dear of deities. Hipp. Mistress, thou seest wretched me, in what state I am. Di. I see; but it is not lawful for me to shed a tear down mine eyes. Hipp. Thy hunter, and thy servant is no more. Dr. No in sooth; but beloved by me thou perishest. Hipp. And he that managed thy steeds, and guarded thy statutes. Di. Ay, for the crafty Venus hath so wrought. Hipp. Ah me! I perceive indeed the power that hath destroyed me. Di. She thought her honpur aggrieved, and hated thee for being chaste. Hipp. One Venus hath destroyed us three. Di. Thy father, and thee, and his wife the third. Hipp. I mourn therefore also my father's mi...

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