Agamemnon A Tragedy |
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 | Agamemnon |  |
SCENE I.
Clytemnestra, Attendant.Clytemnestra.
Arriv'd so soon!—I am not half prepar'd:
My Features all are sunk with conscious Shame;
My Eyes are yet too tender to dissemble.
Attendant.
Madam, be firm. Wipe off these gloomy Tears,
In which too plain is read your troubled Soul.
Just now the Trumpet spoke the King's Approach.
Clytemnestra.
'Tis come, at last, the trying Hour is come!
Oh that my Heart were hard, and Features false!—
Again these Trumpets swell—
Attendant.
A moment, Madam,
A moment will betray you.
Clytemnestra.
Open, Earth,
And swallow up my Shame!—What can I do?
Where look? what say? Confusion! Torture!
Attendant.
Madam—
Clytemnestra.
Ah, Coward that I am! Was there no Dagger,
To save this ten-fold Death?
Attendant.
Hark! loud and near,
The Triumph comes.
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Well.—give me Breath—
[Endeavouring to compose her Agitation.
Agamemnon
, behind the Scenes.
A Moment,
Leave me, my Friends.
Clytemnestra.
Ha! heard you not his Voice?
Yes, yes, 'tis he! Go, bring my Children hither:
They may relieve me.
Attendant.
O remember!—
Clytemnestra.
Heavens!
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