Monologue

Hecuba Monologue from The Trojan Women

From The Trojan Women by Euripides

female · anguished · 56 sec

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O Fire, Fire, where men make marriages Surely thou hast thy lot; but what are these Thou bringest flashing? Torches savage-wild And far from mine old dreams.--Alas, my child, How little dreamed I then of wars or red Spears of the Greek to lay thy bridal bed! Give me thy brand; it hath no holy blaze Thus in thy frenzy flung. Nor all thy days Nor all thy griefs have changed them yet, nor learned Wisdom.--Ye women, bear the pine half burned To the chamber back; and let your drowned eyes Answer the music of these bridal cries! [She takes the torch and gives it to one of the women.

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Hecuba reflects on the devastation of war and the loss of her dreams for her daughter's future, expressing deep sorrow and despair as she confronts the reality of her situation.

40s · sadness · loss · war · motherhood · fate

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