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Medea Monologue

From Medea by Euripides

female · dramatic · 1:19 min

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Surely. She is a woman like her kind. . . . Yet I will aid thee in thy labour; I Will send her gifts, the fairest gifts that lie In the hands of men, things of the days of old, Fine robings and a carcanet of gold, By the boys' hands.--Go, quick, some handmaiden, And fetch the raiment. [A handmaid goes into the house. Ah, her cup shall then Be filled indeed! What more should woman crave, Being wed with thee, the bravest of the brave, And girt with raiment which of old the sire Of all my house, the Sun, gave, steeped in fire, To his own fiery race? [The handmaid has returned bearing the Gifts. Come, children, lift With heed these caskets. Bear them as your gift To her, being bride and princess and of right Blessed!--I think she will not hold them light.

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Medea prepares to send gifts to her husband's new bride, revealing her complex emotions of anticipation and underlying betrayal as she plots her next move.

30s · anticipation · betrayal · power · revenge · identity

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