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ANDROMACHE.

A TRAGEDY.

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INTRODUCTION TO ANDROMACHE.

IN N this tragedy, which made its appearance in 1667, there is a more intricate plot than is usual in Racine's plays, and it offers a greater variety of character and motive. Love, jealousy, friendship, conjugal fidelity, maternal tenderness, anger, and despair are all portrayed with skilful touches; and if the language is that of the French Court of the seventeenth century, the natural emotions of the human heart, the same in all ages, show themselves plainly under the mask of conventional mannerism.

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Racine has taken the subject of his drama from the third book of Virgil's Eneid," 11. 291-322, and the Andromache" of Euripides, but has modified the ancient tradition so far as to make Hector's son Astyanax the object of the heroine's solicitude, instead of Molossus, the fruit of her subsequent union with Pyrrhus.

CHARACTERS.

ANDROMACHE, Widow of Hector, Captive of Pyrrhus.
PYRRHUS, Son of Achilles, King of Epirus.

ORESTES, Son of Agamemnon.

HERMIONE, Daughter of Helen, betrothed to Pyrrhus.

PYLADES, Friend of Orestes.

CLEONE, Friend of Hermione.

CEPHISSA, Friend of Andromache.

PHOENIX, Tutor of Achilles, and afterwards of Pyrrhus.
Attendants of Orestes.

The scene is laid at Buthrotum, a town of Epirus, in a hall at the Palace of Pyrrhus.

ANDROMACHE.

A TRAGEDY.

ACT I.

Scene 1.

ORESTES, PYlades.

ORESTES.

Yes, since I find again a friend so true,
My fortune 'gins to wear another face;
Already seems her wrath to have been soothed,
Permitting us to meet each other here.

Who would have thought that this detested coast
Would first present you to Orestes' eyes;

And, lost six months and more, you should be found Where in Epirus Pyrrhus holds his court?

PYLADES.

Thanks be to Heav'n, that has detain'd my steps
So oft, and seem'd to shut me out from Greece,
Since that disastrous day when winds and waves
Scatter'd our vessels almost in the sight

Of this Epirus. How I mourn'd and wept,
Myself an exile, for Orestes' fate;

Dreading for him ever some danger new,
Some sorrow that my friendship could not share!
That melancholy most of all I fear'd

Which I have seen so long your soul o'ercloud;
I fear'd that Heav'n might grant you cruel aid,

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