Medea
Now you speak to them, now you love them.
Before you pushed them aside.
Jason
In the name of the gods
let me touch the soft skin of my children.
Medea
That will not happen. Your words are thrown into the empty air.
(She flies off into the air toward Athens.)
Jason
Zeus, do you hear how I am driven away
and what I suffer from this loathsome
child-killer, this lioness?
This is all that is left to me, all that I can do,
to mourn and cry out to the gods
and call the divine spirits to witness how she
killed my children and keeps me
from touching them with my hands and burying their bodies.
I wish I had never fathered them
to see them destroyed by you.
Exit Jason.
Chorus
Of many things Zeus in Olympus is keeper,
many are the things the gods bring about against all reason,
and what is looked for does not happen after all,
yet a god finds a way for the unexpected.
That is how this story has ended.
The chorus files out with these lines.
YOU ARE READING
Medea (Euripedes)
Historical Fiction[Play] "The mind of a queen Is a thing to fear. A queen is used To giving commands, not obeying them; And her rage once roused is hard to appease."
