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Racine - Phaedra - College of Liberal Arts and Social Sciences

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196 / JEAN RACINE<br />

Shall sl<strong>and</strong>er ruin him? That were too much to bear.<br />

Turn back: repent now <strong>of</strong> your murderous prayer.<br />

Fear, my lord, fear lest the stem deities<br />

So hate you as to grant your wrathful pleas.<br />

Our sacrifices anger Heaven at times;<br />

Its gifts are <strong>of</strong>ten sent to scourge our crimes.<br />

THESEUS Your words can't cover up that sin <strong>of</strong> his:<br />

Love's blinded you to what the scoundrel is.<br />

But I've sure pro<strong>of</strong>s on which I may rely:<br />

I have seen tears-yes, tears which could not lie.<br />

ARICIA Take care, my lord. You have, in many l<strong>and</strong>s,<br />

Slain countless monsters with your conquering h<strong>and</strong>s;<br />

But all are not destroyed; there still lives one<br />

Who ... No, I am sworn to silence by your son.<br />

Knowing his wish to shield your honor, I'd<br />

Afflict him if I further testified.<br />

I'll imitate his reticence, <strong>and</strong> flee<br />

Your presence, lest the truth should burst from me.<br />

,..<br />

SCENE 4<br />

THESEUS, alone<br />

THESEUS What does she mean? These speeches which begin<br />

And then break <strong>of</strong>f-what are they keeping in?<br />

Is this some sham those two have figured out?<br />

Have they conspired to torture me with doubt?<br />

But I myself, despite my stern control-<br />

What plaintive voice cries from my inmost soul?<br />

I feel a secret pity, a surge <strong>of</strong>pain.<br />

Oenone must be questioned once again.<br />

I'll have more lighten this'. Not.all is known.<br />

Guards, go <strong>and</strong> bringOenoneherevalone.. '<br />

SCEN!' 5<br />

. I.;.;'<br />

PANOPE I don't know what.the.Queen may-contemplate;<br />

My lord, but she is in a frightening state.<br />

Mortal despair is what her looks bespeak; ..<br />

Death's pallor is already on her cheek.<br />

Oenone, driven from -her in disgrace,<br />

Has thrown herself into the sea's .embrace.<br />

None knows what madness caused the thing she did;<br />

Beneath the waves she lies forever hid.<br />

THESEUS What do you tell. me?<br />

PANOPE This death has left the Queen<br />

No calmer; her distraction grows more keen.<br />

At moments, to allay her dark unrest, .<br />

..,.:<br />

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