Penny Dreadfuls, 1912 · page 63 of 118
The Medea — page 63: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Page 47 This is a page of **dramatic dialogue in verse**, not a penny dreadful but rather a Victorian theatrical text—specifically from a classical play adaptation. The page shows dialogue between the character **Medea** and a **Leader** (likely a chorus figure), with stage directions in italics. Medea speaks of hatred and love, insisting there is "no other way," while the Leader attempts to dissuade her from an unstated but clearly terrible deed. A stage direction indicates Medea claps her hands, summoning a Nurse, and instructs that "lord Jason" be brought to her. The text suggests Medea is resolved to act despite moral objections from those around her.
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Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.
2 l MEDEA Of strange suns burnt, my hate, by God above, A perilous thing, and passing sweet my love! For these it is that make life glorious. ~ LEADER. Since thou has bared thy-fell intent to us I, loving thee, and helping in their need Man’s laws, adjure thee, dream not of this deed! MEDEA. ' There is no other way.—I pardon thee Thy littleness, who art not wronged like me. LEADER. Thou canst not kill the fruit thy body bore! MEDEA. Yes: if the man J hate be pained the more. piu LEADER. And thou made miserable, most miserable P MEDEA Oh, let it come! All words of good or ill Are wasted now. 47 [She claps her hands: the NURS= comes out from the house. | Ho, woman; get thee gone And lead lord Jason hither. . . .There is none (E(o) boo “S (ee)