(She begins to chant.)
'Twas no bride Paris took with him to the towers of Ilium, but
curse to his bed when he brought Helen to her bower. For her sake,
Troy, did eager warriors, sailing from Hellas in a thousand ships,
capture and make thee a prey to fire and sword; and the son of
sea-born Thetis mounted on his
chariot dragged my husband Hector round
the walls, ah woe is me! while I was
hurried from my
chamber to the
beach, with slavery's
hateful pall upon me. And many tear I shed as
I left my city, my
bridal bower, and my husband in the dust. Woe,
woe is me! why should I
prolong my life, to serve Hermione? Her
cruelty it is that drives me
hither to the image of the
goddess to
throw my suppliant arms about it, melting to tears as doth a spring
that gushes from the rock.
(The CHORUS OF PHTHIAN WOMEN enters.)
CHORUS (singing)
strophe 1
Lady, thus keeping thy weary station without pause upon the
floor of Thetis'
shrine, Phthian though I am, to thee a daughter of
Asia I come, to see if I can
devise some
remedy for these perplexing
troubles, which have involved thee and Hermione in fell discord,
because to thy sorrow thou sharest with her the love of Achilles' son.
antistrophe 1
Recognize thy position, weigh the present evil into the which thou
art come. Thou art a Trojan
captive; thy rival is thy
mistress, a
true-born daughter of Sparta. Leave then this home of sacrifice, the
shrine of our sea-
goddess. How can it avail thee to waste thy
comeliness and
disfigure it by
weeping by reason of a
mistress's harsh
usage? Might will
prevail against thee; why
vainly toil in thy
feebleness?
strophe 2
Come, quit the bright
sanctuary of the Nereid
divine. Recognize
that thou art in
bondage on a foreign soil, in a strange city, where
thou seest none of all thy friends, luckless lady, cast on evil days.
antistrophe 2
Yea, I did pity thee most truly, Trojan dame, when thou camest
to this house; but from fear of my
mistress I hold my peace, albeit
I sympathize with thee, lest she, whom Zeus's daughter bore,
discover my good will toward thee.
(HERMIONE enters, in complete royal regalia.)
HERMIONE
With a crown of golden
workmanship upon my head and about my
body this embroidered robe am I come
hither; no presents these I
wear from the palace of Achilles or Peleus, but gifts my father
Menelaus gave me together with a
sumptuous dower from Sparta in
Laconia, to
insure me freedom of speech. Such is my answer to you
(to the CHORUS); but as for thee, slave and
captive, thou wouldst fain
oust me and secure this palace for thyself, and thanks to thy
enchantment I am hated by my husband; thou it is that hast made my
womb
barren and cheated my hopes; for Asia's daughters have clever
heads for such villainy; yet will I check thee therefrom, nor shall
this
temple of the Nereid avail thee aught, no! neither its altar or
shrine, but thou shalt die. But if or god or man should haply wish
to save thee, thou must atone for thy proud thoughts of happier days
now past by humbling thyself and crouching
prostrate at my knees, by
s
weeping out my halls, and by
learning, as thou sprinklest water
from a golden ewer, where thou now art. Here is no Hector, no Priam
with his gold, but a city of Hellas. Yet thou,
miserable woman, hast
gone so far in wantonness that thou canst lay thee down with the son
of the very man that slew thy husband, and bear children to the
murderer. Such is all the race of barbarians; father and daughter,
mother and son, sister and brother mate together; the nearest and
dearest stain their path with each other's blood, and no law restrains
such horrors. Bring not these crimes
amongst us, for here we count
it shame that one man should have the control of two wives, and men
are content to turn to one
lawful love, that is, all who care to
live an
honourable life.
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
Women are by nature somewhat
jealous, and do ever show the keenest
hate to rivals in their love.
ANDROMACHE
Ah! well-a-day! Youth is a bane to mortals, in every case, that
is, where a man embraces
injustice in his early days. Now I am
afraid that my being a slave will prevent thee listening to me in
spite of many a just plea, or if I win my case, I fear I may be
damaged on this very ground, for the high and
mighty cannot brook
refuting arguments from their inferiors; still I will not be convicted