Monologue

Medea Monologue

From Medea by Euripides

female · anguished · 1:05 min

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He loveth to bear bravely ills like these! But, Aegeus, by thy beard, oh, by thy knees, I pray thee, and I give me for thine own, Thy suppliant, pity me! Oh, pity one So miserable. Thou never wilt stand there And see me cast out friendless to despair. Give me a home in Athens . . . by the fire Of thine own hearth! Oh, so may thy desire Of children be fulfilled of God, and thou Die happy! . . . Thou canst know not; even now Thy prize is won! I, I will make of thee A childless man no more. The seed shall be, I swear it, sown. Such magic herbs I know.

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Medea, feeling abandoned and desperate, pleads with Aegeus for refuge and expresses her determination to change her fate, revealing her deep emotional turmoil and longing for support.

30s · despair · betrayal · isolation · power · desperation

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