Monologue

Teiresias Monologue from Hippolytus

From Hippolytus by Euripides

male · anguished · 1:01 min

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Hard heart, how little dost thou know what seed Thou sowest! Blind before, and now indeed Most mad!--Come, Cadmus, let us go our way, And pray for this our persecutor, pray For this poor city, that the righteous God Move not in anger.--Take thine ivy rod And help my steps, as I help thine. 'Twere ill, If two old men should fall by the roadway. Still, Come what come may, our service shall be done To Bacchios, the All-Father's mystic son O Pentheus, named of sorrow! Shall he claim From all thy house fulfilment of his name, Old Cadmus?--Nay, I speak not from mine art, But as I see--blind words and a blind heart!

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Teiresias, the blind prophet, reflects on the consequences of actions and the impending doom facing the city, expressing sorrow for the madness that has taken hold of those around him.

60 and up · sadness · madness · fate · power · redemption

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