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my death; and tell thy father how I fared; with fond caress and

streaming eye and arms thrown round his neck。 Ah! yes; his children

are to every man as his own soul; and whoso sneers at this through

inexperience; though he suffers less anguish; yet tastes the bitter in

his cup of bliss。

  LEADER

    Thy tale with pity fills me; for every man alike; stranger

though he be; feels pity for another's distress。 Menelaus; 'tis thy

duty to reconcile thy daughter and this captive; giving her a

respite from sorrow。

  MENELAUS

    Ho! sirrahs; seize this woman (His attendants swiftly carry out

the order。); hold her fast; for 'tis no welcome story she will have to

hear。 It was to make thee leave the holy altar of the goddess that I

held thy child's death before thy eyes; and so induced thee to give

thyself up to me to die。 So stands thy case; be well assured; but as

for this child; my daughter shall decide whether she will slay him

or no。 Get thee hence into the house; and there learn to bridle thy

insolence in speaking to the free; slave that thou art。

  ANDROMACHE

    Alas! thou hast by treachery beguiled me; I was deceived。

  MENELAUS

    Proclaim it to the world; I do not deny it。

  ANDROMACHE

    Is this counted cleverness amongst you who dwell by the Eurotas?

  MENELAUS

    Yes; and amongst Trojans too; that those who suffer should

retaliate。

  ANDROMACHE

    Thinkest thou God's hand is shortened; and that thou wilt not be

punished?

  MENELAUS

    Whene'er that comes; I am ready to bear it。 But thy life will I

have。

  ANDROMACHE

    Wilt likewise slay this tender chick; whom thou hast snatched from

'neath my wing?

  MENELAUS

    Not I; but I will give him to my daughter to slay if she will。

  ANDROMACHE

    Ah me! why not begin my mourning then for thee; my child?

  MENELAUS

    Of a truth 'tis no very sure hope that he has left。

  ANDROMACHE

    O citizens of Sparta; the bane of all the race of men; schemers of

guile; and masters in lying; devisers of evil plots; with crooked

minds and tortuous methods and ne'er one honest thought; 'tis wrong

that ye should thrive in Hellas。 What crime is wanting in your list?

How rife is murder with you! How covetous ye are! One word upon your

lips; another in your heart; this is what men always find with you。

Perdition catch ye! Still death is not so grievous; as thou

thinkest; to me。 No! for my life ended in the day that hapless Troy

was destroyed with my lord; that glorious warrior; whose spear oft

made a coward like thee quit the field and seek thy ship。 But now

against a woman hast thou displayed the terrors of thy panoply; my

would…be murderer。 Strike then! for this my tongue shall never flatter

thee or that daughter of thine。 For though thou wert of great

account in Sparta; why so was I in Troy。 And if I am now in sorry

plight; presume not thou on this; thou too mayst be so yet。

                       (MENELAUS and his guards lead ANDROMACHE out。)

  CHORUS (singing)



                                                            strophe 1



    Never; oh! never will I commend rival wives or sons of different

mothers; a cause of strife; of bitterness; and grief in every house。

would have a husband content with one wife whose rights he shareth

with no other。



                                                        antistrophe 1



    Not even in states is dual monarchy better to bear than

undivided rule; it only doubles burdens and causes faction amongst the

citizens。 Often too will the Muse sow strife 'twixt rivals in the

art of minstrelsy。



                                                            strophe 2



    Again; when strong winds are drifting mariners; the divided

counsel of the wise does not best avail for steering; and their

collective wisdom has less weight than the inferior mind of the single

man who has sole authority; for this is the essence of power alike

in house and state; whene'er men care to find the proper moment。



                                                        antistrophe 2



    This Spartan; the daughter of the great chief Menelaus; proves

this; for she hath kindled hot fury against a rival; and is bent on

slaying the hapless Trojan maid and her child to further her bitter

quarrel。 'Tis a murder gods and laws and kindness all forbid。 Ah!

lady; retribution for this deed will yet visit thee。

    But lo! before the house I see those two united souls; condemned

to die。 Alas! for thee; poor lady; and for thee; unhappy child; who

art dying on account of thy mother's marriage; though thou hast no

share therein and canst not be blamed by the royal house。



       (ANDROMACHE enters; her arms bound。 Her son clings

          to her。 MENELAUS and the guards follow; intent

            on accomplishing the murder。 The following

                 lines are chanted responsively。)



  ANDROMACHE

    Behold me journeying on the downward path; my hands so tightly

bound with cords that they bleed。

  MOLOSSUS

    O mother; mother mine! I too share thy downward path; nestling

'neath thy wing。

  ANDROMACHE

    A cruel sacrifice! ye rulers of Phthia!

  MOLOSSUS

    Come; father! succour those thou lovest。

  ANDROMACHE

    Rest there; my babe; my darling! on thy mother's bosom; e'en in

death and in the grave。

  MOLOSSUS

    Ah; woe is me! what will become of me and thee too; mother mine?

  MENELAUS

    Away; to the world below! from hostile towers ye came; the pair of

you; two different causes necessitate your deaths; my sentence takes

away thy life; and my daughter Hermione's requires his; for it would

be the height of folly to leave our foemen's sons; when we might

kill them and remove the danger from our house。

  ANDROMACHE

    O husband mine! I would I had thy strong arm and spear to aid

me; son of Priam。

  MOLOSSUS

    Ah; woe is me! what spell can I now find to turn death's stroke

aside?

  ANDROMACHE

    Embrace thy master's knees; my child; and pray to him。

  MOLOSSUS

    Spare; O spare my life; kind master!

  ANDROMACHE

    Mine eyes are wet with tears; which trickle down my cheeks; as

doth a sunless spring from a smooth rock。 Ah me!

  MOLOSSUS

    What remedy; alas! can I provide me 'gainst my ills?

  MENELAUS

    Why fall at my knees in supplication? hard as the rock and deaf as

the wave am I。 My own friends have I helped; but for thee have no

tie of affection; for verily it cost me a great part of my life to

capture Troy and thy mother; so thou shalt reap the fruit thereof

and into Hades' halls descend。

  LEADER OF THE CHORUS

    Behold! I see Peleus drawing nigh; with aged step he hasteth

hither。



                  (PELEUS enters with an attendant。)



  PELEUS (calling out as he comes in sight)

    What means this? I ask you and your executioner; why is the palace

in an uproar? give a reason; what mean your lawless machinations?

Menelaus; hold thy hand。 Seek not to outrun justice。 (To his

attendant) Forward! faster; faster! for this matter; methinks;

admits of no delay; now if ever would I fain resume the vigour of my

youth。 First however will breathe new life into this captive; being to

her as the breeze that blows a ship before the wind。 Tell me; by

what right have they pinioned thine arms and are dragging thee and thy

child away? Like a ewe with her lamb art thou led to the slaughter;

while I and thy lord were far away。

  ANDROMACHE

    Behold them that are haling me and my child to death; e'en as thou

seest; aged prince。 Why should I tell thee? For not by one urgent

summons alone but by countless messengers have I sent for thee。 No

doubt thou knowest by hearsay of the strife in this house with this

man's daughter; and the reason of my ruin。 So now they have torn and

are dragging me from the altar of Thetis; the goddess of thy

chiefest adoration and the mother of thy gallant son; without any

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