Monologue

Et Monologue from Prometheus Bound

From Prometheus Bound by Aeschylus

male · defiant · 1:32 min

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At no possible array of a man should I tremble; and blazonry has no power of inflicting wounds, and crests and bell bite not (124) without the spear. And for this night which thou tellest me is sparkling on his buckler with the stars of heaven, it may perchance be a prophet in conceit; (125) for if night shall settle on his eyes as he is dying, verily this vaunting device would correctly and justly answer to its name, and he himself will have the insolence ominous against himself. But against Tydeus will I marshal this wary son of Astacus, as defender of the portals, full nobly born, and one that reverences the throne of Modesty, and detests too haughty language, for he is wont to be slow at base acts, but no dastard. And from the sown heroes whom Mars spared is Melanippus sprung a scion, and he is thoroughly a native. But the event Mars with his dice will decide. And justice, his near kinswoman, makes him her champion, (126) that he may ward off the foeman's spear from the mother that bare him.

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The character expresses a resolute stance against impending conflict, showcasing a blend of honor and foreboding as they prepare to defend against a formidable foe.

20s · determination · honor · fate · power · justice

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