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 #:
000594
Language:
English
Collection:
Broadcasting & Recorded Sound and Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
May 30, 2024
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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1938-39 Oh, men should spit upon you. Humbly, in rags, trembling and shivering, so you should come, with shame at last, instead of shamelessness, for all the wickedness you did. King, one word more and I am done. Give Greece a crown, be worthy of yourself. Kill her. So shall the law stand for aU women, that she who plays false to her husband’s bed shall die. Woman 2. — O son of an ancient house, O King, now show that you are worthy of your fathers. Be strong. Be noble. Punish her. Menelaus. — {Impatiently) I see it all as you do. We agree. She left my house because she wanted to. Her talk of Aphrodite . . . big words, no more. {Turns to Helen) Go ! Death is near. Men there are waiting for you. In their hands are stones ! Die ... A small price for the Greeks’ long suffering You shall not any more dishonor me. Helen. — {Kneeling and clinging to him) No ! No ! Upon my knees . . . see, I am praying to you. It was the gods, not me. Oh, do not kill me. Forgive. Hecuba. — The men she murdered. Think of those Who fought beside you ... of their children, too. Never betray them. Hear that prayer. Menelaus. — {Roughly) Enough, old woman. She is nothing to me. Men, take her to the ships and keep her safe until she sails. Hecltba. — But not with you! She must not set foot on your ship. Menelaus. — {Bitterly) And why ? Her weight too heavy for it ? Hecuba. — A lover once, a lover always. 570