Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

Record Details:

Title:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Date:
1939
Publisher:
New York : Whittlesey House
Volume:
Best broadcasts of 1938-39
Leaf #:
000583
Language:
English
Collection:
Books and Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
March 21, 2024
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THE TROJAN WOMEN Chorus. — Sing me, O Muse, a song for Troy, a strange song sung to tears, a music for the grave. Oh, lips, sound forth a melody for Troy. Woman 3. — A four-wheeled cart brought the horse to the gates, brought ruin to me, captmed, enslaved me. Woman 4. — Gold was the rein and the bridle, deadly the arms within, and they clashed loud to heaven as the threshold was passed. Woman 5. — High on Troy’s rock the people cried, “Rest at last, trouble ended. Bring the carven image in. Bear it to Athena, fit gift for the child of God.” Woman 6. — Who of the young but hurried forth? Who of the old would stay at home ? With song and rejoicing they brought death in, treachery and destruction. Woman 7. — All that were in Troy, hastening to the gate, drew that smooth-planed horse of wood carven from a mountain pine, where the Greeks were hiding, where was Troy’s destruction, gave it to the goddess, gift for her, the virgin, driver of the steeds that never die. Woman 8. — With ropes of twisted flax, as a ship’s dark hull is drawn to land, they brought it to her temple of stone, to her floor that soon would run with blood, to Pallas Athena. Woman 2. — On their toil and their joy the dark of evening fell, but the lutes of Egypt still rang out to the songs of Troy. 559