Monologue

Clytemnestra Monologue from The Agamemnon of Aeschylus Translated into English Rhyming Verse with Explanatory Notes

From The Agamemnon of Aeschylus Translated into English Rhyming Verse with Explanatory Notes by Aeschylus

female · anguished · 55 sec

Nay, peace, O best-belovèd! Peace! And let us work no evil more. Surely the reaping of the past is a full harvest, and not good, And wounds enough are everywhere.—Let us not stain ourselves with blood. Ye reverend Elders, go your ways, to his own dwelling every one, Ere things be wrought for which men suffer.—What we did must needs be done. And if of all these strifes we now may have no more, oh, I will kneel And praise God, bruisèd though we be beneath the Daemon’s heavy heel. This is the word a woman speaks, to hear if any man will deign.

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