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THE TROJAN WOMEN
Hecuba. — Her goddesses will fight on my side while I show her for the liar that she is.
Never make gods out fools to whitewash your own evil.
No one with sense will listen to you.
My son was beautiful exceedingly.
You saw him . . . your own desire was enough.
It was my son. You saw him in his Eastern dress all bright with gold, and you were mad with love. Your luxuries, your insolent excesses,
Menelaus’ halls had grown too small for them. Enough of that. By force you say he took you ?
You cried out ? Where ? No one in Sparta heard you. And when you came to Troy and on your track the Greeks,
and death and agony in battle, if they would tell you, “Greece has won today,” you worxld praise this man here, Menelaus, to vex my son, who feared him as a rival.
Then Troy had victories, and Menelaus was nothing to you.
Looking to the successful side . . . oh, yes, you always followed there.
There was no right or wrong side in your eyes.
And now you talk of ropes . . . letting yotu* body down
in secret from the wall, longing to go.
Who found you so ?
Was there a noose around your neck ?
A sharp knife in your hand ? Such ways as any honest woman would have found, who loved the husband she had lost ?
Often and often I would tell you. Go, my daughter. My sons will find them other wives.
I will help you. I will send you past the lines to the Greek ships. Oh, end this war between our foes and us. But this was bitter to you. In Paris’ house you had your insolent way.
You liked to see the Eastern men fall at yotir feet. These were great things to you.
Look at the dress you wear, your ornaments.
Is that the way to meet yovu* husband ?
You should not dare to breathe the same air with him.
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