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Iphigenia Monologue from Iphigenia in Tauris

From Iphigenia in Tauris by Euripides

female · anguished · 1:51 min

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Alas, O maidens mine, I am filled full of tears: My heart filled with the beat Of tears, as of dancing feet, A lyreless joyless line, And music meet for the dead. For a whisper is in mine ears, By visions borne on the breath Of the Night that now is fled, Of a brother gone to death. Oh sorrow and weeping sore, For the house that no more is, For the dead that were kings of yore And the labour of Argolis! (She begins the Funeral Rite.) O Spirit, thou unknown, Who bearest on dark wings My brother, my one, mine own, I bear drink-offerings, And the cup that bringeth ease Flowing through Earth's deep breast; Milk of the mountain kine, The hallowed gleam of wine, The toil of murmuring bees: By these shall the dead have rest. To an ATTENDANT. The golden goblet let me pour, And that which Hades thirsteth for. O branch of Agamemnon's tree Beneath the earth, as to one dead, This cup of love I pour to thee. Oh, pardon, that I may not shed One lock of hair to wreathe thy tomb, One tear: so far, so far am I From what to me and thee was home, And where in all men's fantasy, Butchered, O God! I also lie.

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Iphigenia mourns the loss of her brother and reflects on the sorrow of her family's past, preparing a drink-offering for the dead while expressing her deep emotional turmoil.

20s · sadness · death · family · loss · sacrifice

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