Mes Monologue from Prometheus Bound

From Prometheus Bound by Aeschylus

male · defiant · 1:55 min

I would fain tell, for I know them well, the arrangements of our adversaries, and how each has obtained his lot at our gate. Tydeus now for some time has been raging hard by the gates of Proetus; but the seer allows him not to cross the stream of Ismenus, for the sacrifices are not auspicious. So Tydeus, raving and greedy for the fight, roars like a serpent in its hissings beneath the noontide heat, and he smites the sage seer, son of Oicleus, with a taunt, (saying) that he is crouching to both Death and Battle out of cowardice. Shouting out such words as these, he shakes there shadowy crests, the hairy honors of his helm, while beneath his buckler bells cast in brass are shrilly pealing terror: on his buckler too he has this arrogant device--a gleaming sky tricked out with stars, and in the centre of the shield a brilliant full moon is conspicuous, most august of the heavenly bodies, the eye of night. Chafing thus in his vaunting harness, he roars beside the bank of the river, enamored of conflict, like a steed champing his bit with rage, that rushes forth when he hears the voice of the trumpet. (123) Whom wilt thou marshal against this (foe)? Who, when the fastenings give way, is fit to be intrusted with the defense of the gate of Proetus?

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The character describes the fierce and aggressive demeanor of Tydeus as he prepares for battle at the gates of Proetus, highlighting the tension and conflict surrounding the impending fight.

20s · anger · conflict · power · honor · fate

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Mes Monologue from Prometheus Bound

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