430 BC
MEDEA
by Euripides
translated by E. P. Coleridge
CHARACTERS IN THE PLAY
NURSE OF MEDEA
ATTENDANT ON HER CHILDREN
MEDEA
CHORUS OF CORINTHIAN WOMEN
CREON, King of Corinth
JASON
AEGEUS, King of Athens
MESSENGER
THE TWO SONS OF JASON AND MEDEA
MEDEA
MEDEA
(SCENE:-Before MEDEA's house in Corinth, near the
palace Of CREON. The NURSE enters from the house.)
NURSE
AH! WOULD to Heaven the good ship Argo ne'er had sped its course
to the Colchian land through the misty blue Symplegades, nor ever in
the glens of Pelion the pine been felled to furnish with oars the
chieftain's hands, who went to fetch the golden
fleece for Pelias; for
then would my own
mistress Medea never have sailed to the turrets of
Iolcos, her soul with love for Jason
smitten, nor would she have
beguiled the daughters of Pelias to slay their father and come to live
here in the land of Corinth with her husband and children, where her
exile found favour with the citizens to whose land she had come, and
in all things of her own
accord was she at one with Jason, the
greatest
safeguard this when wife and husband do agree; but now
their love is all turned to hate, and tenderest ties are weak. For
Jason hath betrayed his own children and my
mistress dear for the love
of a royal bride, for he hath
wedded the daughter of Creon, lord of
this land. While Medea, his
hapless wife, thus scorned, appeals to the
oaths he swore, recalls the strong
pledge his right hand gave, and
bids heaven be
witness what requital she is
finding from Jason. And
here she lies fasting, yielding her body to her grief,
wasting away in
tears ever since she
learnt that she was wronged by her husband, never
lifting her eye nor raising her face from off the ground; and she
lends as deaf an ear to her friend's
warning as if she were a rock
or ocean
billow, save when she turns her snow-white neck aside and
softly to herself bemoans her father dear, her country and her home,
which she gave up to come
hither with the man who now holds her in
dishonour. She, poor lady, hath by sad experience
learnt how good a
thing it is never to quit one's native land. And she hates her
children now and feels no joy at
seeing them; I fear she may
contrive some untoward
scheme; for her mood is dangerous nor will
she brook her cruel
treatment; full well I know her, and I much do
dread that she will
plunge the keen sword through their hearts,
stealing without a word into the
chamber where their marriage couch is
spread, or else that she will slay the
prince and
bridegroom too,
and so find some
calamity still more
grievous than the present; for
dreadful is her wrath;
verily the man that doth incur her hate will
have no easy task to raise o'er her a song of
triumph. Lo! where her
sons come
hither from their
childish sports; little they reck of their
mother's woes, for the soul of the young is no friend to sorrow.
(The ATTENDANT leads in MEDEA'S children.)
ATTENDANT
Why dost thou, so long my lady's own handmaid, stand here at the
gate alone, loudly lamenting to thyself the piteous tale? how comes it
that Medea will have thee leave her to herself?
NURSE
Old man,
attendant on the sons of Jason, our masters' fortunes
when they go awry make good slaves
grieve and touch their hearts.
Oh! have come to such a pitch of grief that there stole a yearning
wish upon me to come forth
hither and
proclaim to heaven and earth
my
mistress's hard fate.
ATTENDANT
What! has not the poor lady ceased yet from her lamentation?
NURSE
Would I were as thou art! the
mischief is but now
beginning; it
has not reached its
climax yet.
ATTENDANT
O foolish one, if I may call my
mistress such a name; how little
she recks of evils yet more recent!
NURSE
What mean'st, old man?
grudge not to tell me.
ATTENDANT
'Tis
naught; I do
repent me even of the words I have spoken.
NURSE
Nay, by thy beard I
conjure thee, hide it not from thy
fellow-slave; will be silent, if need be, on that text.
ATTENDANT
I heard one say, pretending not to listen as I approached the
place where our greybeards sit playing draughts near Pirene's sacred
spring, that Creon, the ruler of this land, is bent on driving these
children and their mother from the boundaries of Corinth; but I know
not whether the news is to be relied upon, and would fain it were not.
NURSE
What! will Jason brook such
treatment of his sons, even though
he be at variance with their mother?
ATTENDANT
Old ties give way to new; he bears no longer any love to this
family.
NURSE
Undone, it seems, are we, if to old woes fresh ones we add, ere we
have drained the former to the dregs.
ATTENDANT
Hold thou thy peace, say not a word of this; 'tis no time for
our
mistress to learn hereof.
NURSE
O children, do ye hear how your father feels towards you?
Perdition catch him, but no he is my master still; yet is he proved
a very
traitor to his nearest and dearest.
ATTENDANT
And who 'mongst men is not? Art
learning only now, that every
single man cares for himself more than for his neighbour, some from
honest motives, others for mere gain's sake?
seeing that to indulge
his
passion their father has ceased to love these children.
NURSE
Go, children, within the house; all will be well. Do thou keep
them as far away as may be, and bring them not near their mother in
her evil hour. For ere this have I seen her eyeing them
savagely, as
though she were
minded to do them some hurt, and well I know she
will not cease from her fury till she have pounced on some victim.
At least may she turn her hand against her foes, and not against her
friends.
MEDEA (chanting within)
Ah, me! a
wretchedsuffering woman I! O would that I could die!
NURSE (chanting)
'Tis as I said, my dear children; wild fancies stir your
mother's heart, wild fury goads her on. Into the house without
delay, come not near her eye, approach her not,
beware her savage
mood, the fell
tempest of her
reckless heart. In, in with what speed
ye may. For 'tis plain she will soon redouble her fury; that cry is
but the
herald of the
gathering storm-cloud whose
lightning soon
will flash; what will her proud
restless soul, in the
anguish of