Penny Dreadfuls, 1912 · page 28 of 118
The Medea — page 28: what you’re looking at
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This is a page of running dramatic text from what appears to be a theatrical translation rather than a penny dreadful—specifically, it's from Euripides' classical Greek play. The page shows dialogue among a Nurse, Chorus, and "Other Women" discussing a female character's passionate distress about her mother's home, her brother's death, and expressions of love and concern for her welfare. The text is formatted as stage dialogue with speaker labels and poetic verse.
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12 EURIPIDES And all her louse. . . . O God, My mother’s home, and the dim Shore that I left for him, And the voice of my brother’s blood. .. . NURSE. Oh, wild words! Did ye hear her cry To them that guard man’s faith forsworn, Themis and Zeus? . . . This wrath new-born Shall make mad workings ere it die. | CHORUS. Other Women. we Would she but come to seek Our faces, that love her well, And take to her heart the spell Of words that speak? B. Alas for the heavy hate And anger that burneth ever! Would it but now abate, Ah God, I love her yet. And surely my love’s endeavour Shall fail not here. C. Go: from that chamber drear Forth to the day Lead her, and say, Oh, say That we love her dear. Eomichbooks.com