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<\/span>FIRST SCENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\r\n<\/div>\r\nARICIE, ISMENE.<\/strong>\r\n<\/span><\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Hippolyte asks to see me in this place?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Hippolyte is looking for me, and wants to say goodbye?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Ismene, are you telling the truth?\u00a0Are you not deceived?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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This is the first effect of the death of Theseus.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Prepare yourself, lady, to see all around<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Fly to you hearts by Theseus spread apart.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Aricie, in the end, of her fate is mistress,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And soon at his feet will see all of Greece.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Is it not then, Ismene, an ill-established noise?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I stop being a slave and have no more enemies?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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No, madame, the gods are no longer against you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And Theseus joined the spirits of your brothers.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Do we say which adventure ended its days?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Incredible speeches are sown about his death.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
They say that, kidnapper of a new lover,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The waves have swallowed up this unfaithful husband.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
It is even said, and this noise is widespread everywhere,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That with Piritho\u00fcs in hell descended,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
He saw the Cocytus and the dark shores,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And showed himself alive to the infernal shadows;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But that he could not get out of this sad stay,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And iron the edges that we pass without returning.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Will I believe that a mortal, before his last hour,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Can the dead penetrate the deep abode?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What charm drew him to these dreaded shores?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Theseus is dead, madame, and you alone doubt it:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Athens moans;\u00a0Tr\u00e9z\u00e8ne is informed of it,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And already for its king recognizes Hippolyte;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Ph\u00e8dre, in this palace, trembling for her son,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From his troubled friends asks for advice.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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And you think that for me more human than his father,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Hippolyte will make my chain lighter;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That he will pity my misfortunes?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>\u00a0Madam, I believe him.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Is the insensitive Hippolyte known to you?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
On what frivolous hope do you think he pities me,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And respect in me only a sex he disdains?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You see how long he has avoided our steps,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And look for all the places where we are not.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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I know of its coldness everything that is recited;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But I saw this superb Hippolyte near you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And even, seeing him, the sound of his pride<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Redoubled my curiosity for him.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
His presence at this noise did not seem to answer:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From your first glances I saw it merge;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
His eyes, which in vain wanted to avoid you,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Already full of languor, could not leave you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The name of lover perhaps offends his courage;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But he has the eyes, if he does not have the language.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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May my heart, dear Ismene, listen eagerly<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
A speech which perhaps has little basis!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
O you who know me, did it seem believable to you<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That the sad toy of a pitiless fate,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
A heart always nourished with bitterness and tears,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Must have known love and its crazy pains?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Remains of the blood of a noble king son of the Earth,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I am the only one escaped from the fury of war:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I lost, in the flower of their young season,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Six brothers ... What hope for an illustrious house!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Iron reaped everything;\u00a0and the damp earth<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Reluctantly drank the blood of the nephews of Erechteus.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You know, since their death, what a severe law<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Forbid all Greeks to sigh for me:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
It is feared that the reckless flames of the sister<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
One day do not revive the ashes of his brothers.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But you also know well with what disdainful eye<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I watched this care of a suspicious victor:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You know that at all times with love opposed<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I often gave thanks to the unjust Theseus,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Whose happy rigor seconded my contempt.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My eyes then, my eyes had not seen her son.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Not that by the eyes alone cowardly enchanted,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I love his beauty in him, his much vaunted grace;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Presents whose nature wanted to honor him,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That he himself despises, and that he seems to ignore:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I love, I take in him nobler riches,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The virtues of his father, and not his weaknesses;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I love, I will\u00a0<\/span>admit<\/span><\/span>\u00a0, this generous pride<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Who has never bowed under the yoke of love.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Ph\u00e8dre was honored in vain by the sighs of Theseus:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
For me, I'm more proud, and run away from easy fame<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To snatch a tribute from a thousand others offered,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And to enter a heart open on all sides.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But to bend an inflexible courage,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To carry pain in an unfeeling soul,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To chain a captive in his chains astonished,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Against a yoke which pleases him vainly mutinous;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
This is what I want, this is what irritates me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Hercules to disarm cost less than Hippolytus;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And overcome more often, and sooner overcome,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Less prepared glory for the eyes that tamed him.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But, dear Ismene, alas!\u00a0what is my imprudence!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
There will be too much resistance to me:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You may hear me, humble in my boredom,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To moan with the same pride that I admire today.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Hippolyte would like!\u00a0By what extreme happiness<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Could I have flexed ...<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>\u00a0You will hear him himself:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
It comes to you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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<\/span>SCENE II.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\r\n<\/div>\r\nHIPPOLYTE, ARICIE, ISM\u00c8NE.<\/strong>\r\n<\/span><\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>Madam, before leaving,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I believed your fate should warn you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My father no longer lives.\u00a0My just distrust<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Foretold the reasons for his too long absence:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Death alone, limiting its brilliant labors,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Could the universe hide it for so long.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The gods finally deliver to the Homicidal Parque<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The friend, the companion, the successor of Alcide.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I believe that your hatred, sparing its virtues,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Listen without regret to these names which are due to him.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Hope softens my mortal sadness:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I can free you from austere tutelage.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I revoke laws of which I have complained the rigor:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You can dispose of yourself, your heart;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And in this Tr\u00e9z\u00e8ne, today my share,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From my ancestor Pittheus, once inherited,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Who, without hesitation, recognized me for his king,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I leave you as free, and more free than me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Moderate kindnesses whose excess embarrasses me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
With such generous care to honor my disgrace,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Lord, it's tidy me up, more than you think,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Under these austere laws from which you exempt me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Of the choice of a successor Athens uncertain<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Talk about you, name me, and the queen's son.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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From me, Lord?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>I know, without wanting to flatter myself,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That a superb law seems to reject me:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Greece blames me for a foreign mother.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But if for a competitor I had only my brother,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Madam, I have real rights over him<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That I could save from the whim of the laws.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
A more legitimate brake stops my daring:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I yield to you, or rather I give you a place,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
A scepter that your ancestors once received<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Of that famous mortal that the earth conceived.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The adoption put him in the hands of Aegean.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Athens, by my father increased and protected,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Recognized with joy such a generous king,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And left your unhappy brothers in oblivion.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Athens within its walls now reminds you:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Enough she moaned from a long quarrel;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Enough in its furrows your engulfed blood<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Made the field from which he had come to smoke.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Tr\u00e9z\u00e8ne obeys me.\u00a0The campaigns of Crete<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Offer the son of Ph\u00e8dre a rich retirement.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Attica is your property.\u00a0I go, and go, for you,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Gather all the wishes shared between us.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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From all I hear, astonished and confused,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I am almost afraid, I am afraid that a dream will deceive me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Am I awake?\u00a0Can I believe such a design?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What god, lord, what god has put it in your bosom?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
May your glory be sown everywhere!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And may the truth pass fame!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You yourself want to betray yourself in my favor!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Wasn't it enough not to hate me,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And to have been able to defend your soul for so long<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From this enmity ...<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>\u00a0I hate you, madame!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
With a few colors that my pride has been painted,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Do you think that a monster carried me in its flanks?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What savage manners, what hardened hatred<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Could, seeing you, not be softened?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Was I able to resist the disappointing charm ...<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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What!\u00a0Lord\u2026<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>I got involved too much before.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I see that reason gives way to violence:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Since I started to break the silence,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Madam, we must continue;\u00a0you must inform you<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Of a secret that my heart can no longer contain.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You see before you a deplorable prince,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Of a reckless pride, a memorable example.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I who, against proudly revolted love,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To the irons of his captives I have long insulted;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Who, weak mortals lamenting shipwrecks,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I always thought from the edge to contemplate the storms;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Enslaved now under common law,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
By what turmoil do I see myself carried away from me!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
A moment overcame my reckless audacity:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
This beautiful soul is finally dependent.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
For nearly six months, ashamed, desperate,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Carrying everywhere the line I am torn apart,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Against you, against me, in vain I experience myself:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Present, I run away from you;\u00a0absent, I find you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
In the depths of the forests your image follows me;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The light of day, the shadows of night,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Everything traces to my eyes the charms that I avoid;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Everything gives you up to the rebel Hippolyte.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Myself, for any fruit of my superfluous care,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Now I am looking for myself, and can no longer find myself:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My bow, my javelins, my chariot, everything annoys me;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I no longer remember the lessons of Neptune;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My only moans ring out the woods,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And my idle couriers have forgotten my voice.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Maybe the story of a love so wild<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Listening to me, makes you blush at your work?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From a heart that offers itself to you what fierce conversation!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What a strange captive for such a beautiful bond!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But the offering in your eyes must be more expensive:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Consider that I am speaking a foreign language to you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And do not reject ill-expressed wishes,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That Hippolytus would never have trained without you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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<\/span>SCENE III.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\r\n<\/div>\r\nHIPPOLYTE, ARICIE, THERAM\u00c8NE, ISM\u00c8NE.<\/strong>\r\n<\/span><\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n
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THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Lord, the queen is coming, and I went before her:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
She's looking for you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>Me ?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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<\/span>I ignore his thought;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But you have come to ask from him:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Ph\u00e8dre wants to talk to you before you leave.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Phaedra!\u00a0What will I tell him?\u00a0And what can she expect ...<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Lord, you cannot refuse to hear it:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Although too convinced of his enmity,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You owe his tears a shadow of pity.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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However you go out.\u00a0And I leave: and I ignore<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
If I do not offend the charms that I adore!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I do not know if this heart that I leave in your hands ...<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Go, prince, and follow your generous designs:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Make Athens tributary of my power.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I accept any donation you want me to make.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But this empire finally so great, so glorious,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Is not your dearest gift in my eyes.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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<\/span>SCENE IV.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\r\n<\/div>\r\nHIPPOLYTE, THERAMENES.<\/strong>\r\n<\/span><\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Friend, is everything ready?\u00a0But the queen comes forward.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Go, that for the departure everything is armed in diligence.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Give the signal, run, order;\u00a0and come back<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To deliver me soon from an unfortunate interview.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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<\/span>SCENE V.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\r\n<\/div>\r\nPH\u00c8DRE, HIPPOLYTE, \u0152NONE.<\/strong>\r\n<\/span><\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n
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PHAEDRUS\u00a0<\/span><\/strong>(to Oenone, at the back of the theater).<\/span><\/i><\/div>\r\n
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Here it is: towards my heart all my blood is withdrawing.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I forget, when I see him, what I have come to say to him.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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\u0152NONE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Remember a son who hopes only in you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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They say that a speedy departure takes you away from us,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Lord.\u00a0To your pain I come to add my tears;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I come to you for a son to explain my alarms.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My son no longer has a father;\u00a0and the day is not far away<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Who of my death still must witness it.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Already a thousand enemies are attacking his childhood:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Only you can embrace his defense against them.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But a secret remorse stirs my spirits:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I fear I closed your ear to his cries;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I tremble that on him your just anger<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Do not soon pursue a hateful mother.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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Madame, I do not have such low feelings.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
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When you hate me, I won't complain,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Lord: you have seen me attached to harming you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
In the bottom of my heart you couldn't read.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To your enmity I took care to offer myself:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
On the banks where I lived I could not endure you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
In public, in secret, against you declared,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I wanted by seas to be separated from it;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I even defended, by an express law,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Let people dare to pronounce your name in front of me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
If, however, we measure the penalty for the offense,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
If hatred alone can attract your hatred,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Never was a woman more worthy of pity,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And less worthy, lord, of your enmity.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
The rights of her children a jealous mother<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Rarely forgives the son of another wife;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Madam, I know it: unwelcome suspicion<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The most common fruits of a second hymen.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Anyone else would have taken the same shade for me,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And I might have suffered more outrage.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Ah, lord!\u00a0May heaven, I dare to attest here<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From this common law wanted to exclude me!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
May a very different care disturb and devour me!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Madam, it is not time to trouble yourself again:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Perhaps your husband is still born;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Heaven can grant our tears its return.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Neptune protects him;\u00a0and this tutelary god<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Will not be implored by my father in vain.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
You do not see the shore of the dead twice,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Lord: since Theseus saw the dark edges,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
In vain do you hope that a god sends him back to you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And the miser Acheron does not let go of his prey.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What did I say ?\u00a0He is not dead, since he breathes in you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Still in front of my eyes I think I see my husband:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I see him, I speak to him;\u00a0and my heart ... I digress,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Lord;\u00a0my mad ardor in spite of myself is declared.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
I see the prodigious effect of your love:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Dead as he is, Theseus is present to you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Always with his love your soul is ablaze.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Yes, prince, I am languishing, I am burning for Theseus:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I love her, not as hell saw it,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Volage worshiper of a thousand different objects,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Who goes from the god of the dead to dishonor the bed;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But faithful, but proud, and even a little fierce,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Charming, young, dragging all hearts after oneself,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
As we depict our gods, or as I see you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
He had your bearing, your eyes, your language;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
This noble modesty colored her face,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
When from our Crete he crossed the waves,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Worthy subject of the wishes of the daughters of Minos.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What were you doing then?\u00a0why, without Hippolyte,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Did the heroes of Greece assemble the elite?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Why, too young still, can't you then<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Enter the vessel that put him on our edges?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
By you would have perished the monster of Crete,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Despite all the detours of his vast retirement:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To develop the uncertain embarrassment,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My sister with the fatal thread would have armed your hand.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But no: in this design I would have anticipated it;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Love would at first have inspired my thoughts.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
It's me, prince, it's me, whose useful help<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You would have taught the detours of the labyrinth.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
How much care this charming head would have cost me!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
One thread would not have reassured your lover enough:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Companion of the peril that you had to seek,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I myself would have liked to walk in front of you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And Phaedra to the labyrinth with you descended<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Would be with you found or lost.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Gods !\u00a0what do I hear?\u00a0Madam, do you forget<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That Theseus is my father, and that he is your husband?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
And what do you think I am losing my memory about,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Prince?\u00a0Have I lost all care for my glory?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Madam, forgive: I confess, blushing,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
That I was wrongly accusing innocent speech.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My shame can no longer support your sight;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
And I will\u2026<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
<\/span>\u00a0Ah, cruel!\u00a0you heard me too much!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I've told you enough to get you out of there.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Well !\u00a0therefore know Ph\u00e8dre and all his fury:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I love !\u00a0Don't think that when I love you<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Innocent in my eyes, I approve of myself;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Nor that mad love that troubles my reason<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
My cowardly complacency fed the poison;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Unfortunate object of heavenly vengeance,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I hate myself more than you hate me.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The gods are my witnesses, these gods who in my side<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Have lit the fire fatal to all my blood;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
These gods who made themselves a cruel glory<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To seduce the heart of a weak mortal.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Yourself in your mind recalls the past:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
It is little to have fled from you, cruel, I chased you away;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I wanted to appear to you odious, inhuman;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
To better resist you, I sought your hatred.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What have I benefited from my unnecessary care?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
You hated me more, I loved you no less;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Your misfortunes still lent you new charms.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I languished, I dried in the fires, in tears:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Your eyes are enough to convince you,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
If your eyes could look at me for a moment ...<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
What did I say ?\u00a0this confession that I have just made to you,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
This confession so shameful, do you believe it to be voluntary?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Trembling for a son I dared not betray,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I came to ask you not to hate him:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Weak projects of a heart too full of what he loves!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Alas!\u00a0I could only talk to you about yourself!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Avenge yourself, punish me with an odious love:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Worthy son of the hero who gave birth to you,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Free the universe from a monster that irritates you.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
The widow of Theseus dares to love Hippolyte!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Believe me, this dreadful monster must not escape you;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
This is my heart: this is where your hand should strike.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Already impatient to atone for his offense,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
In front of your arm I feel it coming forward.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Strike: or if you think him unworthy of your blows,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
If your hatred envies me such a sweet torment,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Or if your hand is soaked with too vile blood,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
In the absence of your arm, lend me your sword;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Given.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
\u0152NONE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
<\/span>What are you doing, madam!\u00a0Righteous gods!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But we come: avoid odious witnesses!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Come, come home;\u00a0flee from certain shame.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
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<\/span>SCENE VI.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\r\n<\/div>\r\nHIPPOLYTE, THERAMENES.<\/strong>\r\n<\/span><\/span>\r\n\r\n \r\n
<\/div>\r\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Is it Phaedrus fleeing, or rather being dragged away?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Why, Lord, why these marks of pain?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I see you without a sword, forbidden, without color.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Theramenes, let's run away.\u00a0My surprise is extreme.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
I cannot look at myself without horror.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Ph\u00e8dre\u2026 But no, great gods!\u00a0that in a deep oblivion<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
This horrible secret remains buried!<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
If you want to go, the sail is prepared.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But Athens, lord, has already declared itself;<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Its chiefs have taken the voices of all its tribes:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Your brother wins, and Ph\u00e8dre has the upper hand.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
Phaedra?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
<\/span>A herald in charge of the wills of Athens<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
From the State in its hands comes to hand over the reins.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
His son is king, lord.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
<\/span>Gods, who know her,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
So is it his virtue that you reward?<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\r\n
\r\n \t
However, a dull noise wants the king to breathe:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
It is claimed that Theseus appeared in Epirus.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
But I, who looked for it there, Lord, I know too well ...<\/span><\/span><\/span>\r\n
<\/div>\r\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div><\/dd>\r\n \t
Anything ;\u00a0let us listen to everything, and let us not neglect anything.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Let's examine this noise, let's go back to its source:<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
If he doesn't deserve to interrupt my race,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Let's go;\u00a0and whatever price it may cost,<\/span><\/dd>\r\n \t
Let us put the scepter in hands worthy of carrying it.<\/span><\/dd>\r\n<\/dl>","rendered":"
<\/div>\n
\n

<\/span>FIRST SCENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n

ARICIE, ISMENE.<\/strong>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Hippolyte asks to see me in this place?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Hippolyte is looking for me, and wants to say goodbye?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Ismene, are you telling the truth?\u00a0Are you not deceived?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
This is the first effect of the death of Theseus.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Prepare yourself, lady, to see all around<\/span><\/dd>\n
Fly to you hearts by Theseus spread apart.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Aricie, in the end, of her fate is mistress,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And soon at his feet will see all of Greece.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Is it not then, Ismene, an ill-established noise?<\/span><\/dd>\n
I stop being a slave and have no more enemies?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
No, madame, the gods are no longer against you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And Theseus joined the spirits of your brothers.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Do we say which adventure ended its days?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Incredible speeches are sown about his death.<\/span><\/dd>\n
They say that, kidnapper of a new lover,<\/span><\/dd>\n
The waves have swallowed up this unfaithful husband.<\/span><\/dd>\n
It is even said, and this noise is widespread everywhere,<\/span><\/dd>\n
That with Piritho\u00fcs in hell descended,<\/span><\/dd>\n
He saw the Cocytus and the dark shores,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\n
And showed himself alive to the infernal shadows;<\/span><\/dd>\n
But that he could not get out of this sad stay,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And iron the edges that we pass without returning.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Will I believe that a mortal, before his last hour,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Can the dead penetrate the deep abode?<\/span><\/dd>\n
What charm drew him to these dreaded shores?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Theseus is dead, madame, and you alone doubt it:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Athens moans;\u00a0Tr\u00e9z\u00e8ne is informed of it,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And already for its king recognizes Hippolyte;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Ph\u00e8dre, in this palace, trembling for her son,<\/span><\/dd>\n
From his troubled friends asks for advice.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
And you think that for me more human than his father,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Hippolyte will make my chain lighter;<\/span><\/dd>\n
That he will pity my misfortunes?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>\u00a0Madam, I believe him.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Is the insensitive Hippolyte known to you?<\/span><\/dd>\n
On what frivolous hope do you think he pities me,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And respect in me only a sex he disdains?<\/span><\/dd>\n
You see how long he has avoided our steps,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And look for all the places where we are not.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
I know of its coldness everything that is recited;<\/span><\/dd>\n
But I saw this superb Hippolyte near you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And even, seeing him, the sound of his pride<\/span><\/dd>\n
Redoubled my curiosity for him.<\/span><\/dd>\n
His presence at this noise did not seem to answer:<\/span><\/dd>\n
From your first glances I saw it merge;<\/span><\/dd>\n
His eyes, which in vain wanted to avoid you,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Already full of languor, could not leave you.<\/span><\/dd>\n
The name of lover perhaps offends his courage;<\/span><\/dd>\n
But he has the eyes, if he does not have the language.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
May my heart, dear Ismene, listen eagerly<\/span><\/dd>\n
A speech which perhaps has little basis!<\/span><\/dd>\n
O you who know me, did it seem believable to you<\/span><\/dd>\n
That the sad toy of a pitiless fate,<\/span><\/dd>\n
A heart always nourished with bitterness and tears,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Must have known love and its crazy pains?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Remains of the blood of a noble king son of the Earth,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I am the only one escaped from the fury of war:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I lost, in the flower of their young season,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Six brothers … What hope for an illustrious house!<\/span><\/dd>\n
Iron reaped everything;\u00a0and the damp earth<\/span><\/dd>\n
Reluctantly drank the blood of the nephews of Erechteus.<\/span><\/dd>\n
You know, since their death, what a severe law<\/span><\/dd>\n
Forbid all Greeks to sigh for me:<\/span><\/dd>\n
It is feared that the reckless flames of the sister<\/span><\/dd>\n
One day do not revive the ashes of his brothers.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But you also know well with what disdainful eye<\/span><\/dd>\n
I watched this care of a suspicious victor:<\/span><\/dd>\n
You know that at all times with love opposed<\/span><\/dd>\n
I often gave thanks to the unjust Theseus,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Whose happy rigor seconded my contempt.<\/span><\/dd>\n
My eyes then, my eyes had not seen her son.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Not that by the eyes alone cowardly enchanted,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I love his beauty in him, his much vaunted grace;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Presents whose nature wanted to honor him,<\/span><\/dd>\n
That he himself despises, and that he seems to ignore:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I love, I take in him nobler riches,<\/span><\/dd>\n
The virtues of his father, and not his weaknesses;<\/span><\/dd>\n
I love, I will\u00a0<\/span>admit<\/span><\/span>\u00a0, this generous pride<\/span><\/dd>\n
Who has never bowed under the yoke of love.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Ph\u00e8dre was honored in vain by the sighs of Theseus:<\/span><\/dd>\n
For me, I’m more proud, and run away from easy fame<\/span><\/dd>\n
To snatch a tribute from a thousand others offered,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And to enter a heart open on all sides.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But to bend an inflexible courage,<\/span><\/dd>\n
To carry pain in an unfeeling soul,<\/span><\/dd>\n
To chain a captive in his chains astonished,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Against a yoke which pleases him vainly mutinous;<\/span><\/dd>\n
This is what I want, this is what irritates me.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Hercules to disarm cost less than Hippolytus;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And overcome more often, and sooner overcome,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Less prepared glory for the eyes that tamed him.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But, dear Ismene, alas!\u00a0what is my imprudence!<\/span><\/dd>\n
There will be too much resistance to me:<\/span><\/dd>\n
You may hear me, humble in my boredom,<\/span><\/dd>\n
To moan with the same pride that I admire today.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Hippolyte would like!\u00a0By what extreme happiness<\/span><\/dd>\n
Could I have flexed …<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ISMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>\u00a0You will hear him himself:<\/span><\/dd>\n
It comes to you.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
\n

<\/span>SCENE II.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n

HIPPOLYTE, ARICIE, ISM\u00c8NE.<\/strong>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>Madam, before leaving,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I believed your fate should warn you.<\/span><\/dd>\n
My father no longer lives.\u00a0My just distrust<\/span><\/dd>\n
Foretold the reasons for his too long absence:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Death alone, limiting its brilliant labors,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Could the universe hide it for so long.<\/span><\/dd>\n
The gods finally deliver to the Homicidal Parque<\/span><\/dd>\n
The friend, the companion, the successor of Alcide.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I believe that your hatred, sparing its virtues,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Listen without regret to these names which are due to him.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Hope softens my mortal sadness:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I can free you from austere tutelage.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I revoke laws of which I have complained the rigor:<\/span><\/dd>\n
You can dispose of yourself, your heart;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\n
And in this Tr\u00e9z\u00e8ne, today my share,<\/span><\/dd>\n
From my ancestor Pittheus, once inherited,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Who, without hesitation, recognized me for his king,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I leave you as free, and more free than me.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Moderate kindnesses whose excess embarrasses me.<\/span><\/dd>\n
With such generous care to honor my disgrace,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Lord, it’s tidy me up, more than you think,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Under these austere laws from which you exempt me.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Of the choice of a successor Athens uncertain<\/span><\/dd>\n
Talk about you, name me, and the queen’s son.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
From me, Lord?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>I know, without wanting to flatter myself,<\/span><\/dd>\n
That a superb law seems to reject me:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Greece blames me for a foreign mother.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But if for a competitor I had only my brother,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Madam, I have real rights over him<\/span><\/dd>\n
That I could save from the whim of the laws.<\/span><\/dd>\n
A more legitimate brake stops my daring:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I yield to you, or rather I give you a place,<\/span><\/dd>\n
A scepter that your ancestors once received<\/span><\/dd>\n
Of that famous mortal that the earth conceived.<\/span><\/dd>\n
The adoption put him in the hands of Aegean.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Athens, by my father increased and protected,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Recognized with joy such a generous king,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And left your unhappy brothers in oblivion.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Athens within its walls now reminds you:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Enough she moaned from a long quarrel;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Enough in its furrows your engulfed blood<\/span><\/dd>\n
Made the field from which he had come to smoke.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Tr\u00e9z\u00e8ne obeys me.\u00a0The campaigns of Crete<\/span><\/dd>\n
Offer the son of Ph\u00e8dre a rich retirement.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Attica is your property.\u00a0I go, and go, for you,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Gather all the wishes shared between us.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
From all I hear, astonished and confused,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I am almost afraid, I am afraid that a dream will deceive me.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Am I awake?\u00a0Can I believe such a design?<\/span><\/dd>\n
What god, lord, what god has put it in your bosom?<\/span><\/dd>\n
May your glory be sown everywhere!<\/span><\/dd>\n
And may the truth pass fame!<\/span><\/dd>\n
You yourself want to betray yourself in my favor!<\/span><\/dd>\n
Wasn’t it enough not to hate me,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And to have been able to defend your soul for so long<\/span><\/dd>\n
From this enmity …<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>\u00a0I hate you, madame!<\/span><\/dd>\n
With a few colors that my pride has been painted,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Do you think that a monster carried me in its flanks?<\/span><\/dd>\n
What savage manners, what hardened hatred<\/span><\/dd>\n
Could, seeing you, not be softened?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Was I able to resist the disappointing charm …<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
What!\u00a0Lord\u2026<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>I got involved too much before.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I see that reason gives way to violence:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Since I started to break the silence,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Madam, we must continue;\u00a0you must inform you<\/span><\/dd>\n
Of a secret that my heart can no longer contain.<\/span><\/dd>\n
You see before you a deplorable prince,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Of a reckless pride, a memorable example.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I who, against proudly revolted love,<\/span><\/dd>\n
To the irons of his captives I have long insulted;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Who, weak mortals lamenting shipwrecks,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I always thought from the edge to contemplate the storms;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Enslaved now under common law,<\/span><\/dd>\n
By what turmoil do I see myself carried away from me!<\/span><\/dd>\n
A moment overcame my reckless audacity:<\/span><\/dd>\n
This beautiful soul is finally dependent.<\/span><\/dd>\n
For nearly six months, ashamed, desperate,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Carrying everywhere the line I am torn apart,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Against you, against me, in vain I experience myself:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Present, I run away from you;\u00a0absent, I find you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
In the depths of the forests your image follows me;<\/span><\/dd>\n
The light of day, the shadows of night,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Everything traces to my eyes the charms that I avoid;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Everything gives you up to the rebel Hippolyte.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Myself, for any fruit of my superfluous care,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Now I am looking for myself, and can no longer find myself:<\/span><\/dd>\n
My bow, my javelins, my chariot, everything annoys me;<\/span><\/dd>\n
I no longer remember the lessons of Neptune;<\/span><\/dd>\n
My only moans ring out the woods,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And my idle couriers have forgotten my voice.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Maybe the story of a love so wild<\/span><\/dd>\n
Listening to me, makes you blush at your work?<\/span><\/dd>\n
From a heart that offers itself to you what fierce conversation!<\/span><\/dd>\n
What a strange captive for such a beautiful bond!<\/span><\/dd>\n
But the offering in your eyes must be more expensive:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Consider that I am speaking a foreign language to you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And do not reject ill-expressed wishes,<\/span><\/dd>\n
That Hippolytus would never have trained without you.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
\n

<\/span>SCENE III.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n

HIPPOLYTE, ARICIE, THERAM\u00c8NE, ISM\u00c8NE.<\/strong>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/div>\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Lord, the queen is coming, and I went before her:<\/span><\/dd>\n
She’s looking for you.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>Me ?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>I ignore his thought;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\n
But you have come to ask from him:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Ph\u00e8dre wants to talk to you before you leave.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Phaedra!\u00a0What will I tell him?\u00a0And what can she expect …<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Lord, you cannot refuse to hear it:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Although too convinced of his enmity,<\/span><\/dd>\n
You owe his tears a shadow of pity.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
However you go out.\u00a0And I leave: and I ignore<\/span><\/dd>\n
If I do not offend the charms that I adore!<\/span><\/dd>\n
I do not know if this heart that I leave in your hands …<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
ARICIA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Go, prince, and follow your generous designs:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Make Athens tributary of my power.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I accept any donation you want me to make.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But this empire finally so great, so glorious,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Is not your dearest gift in my eyes.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
\n

<\/span>SCENE IV.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n

HIPPOLYTE, THERAMENES.<\/strong>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Friend, is everything ready?\u00a0But the queen comes forward.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Go, that for the departure everything is armed in diligence.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Give the signal, run, order;\u00a0and come back<\/span><\/dd>\n
To deliver me soon from an unfortunate interview.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
\n

<\/span>SCENE V.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n

PH\u00c8DRE, HIPPOLYTE, \u0152NONE.<\/strong>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/div>\n
PHAEDRUS\u00a0<\/span><\/strong>(to Oenone, at the back of the theater).<\/span><\/i><\/div>\n
\n
Here it is: towards my heart all my blood is withdrawing.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I forget, when I see him, what I have come to say to him.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
\u0152NONE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Remember a son who hopes only in you.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
They say that a speedy departure takes you away from us,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Lord.\u00a0To your pain I come to add my tears;<\/span><\/dd>\n
I come to you for a son to explain my alarms.<\/span><\/dd>\n
My son no longer has a father;\u00a0and the day is not far away<\/span><\/dd>\n
Who of my death still must witness it.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Already a thousand enemies are attacking his childhood:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Only you can embrace his defense against them.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But a secret remorse stirs my spirits:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I fear I closed your ear to his cries;<\/span><\/dd>\n
I tremble that on him your just anger<\/span><\/dd>\n
Do not soon pursue a hateful mother.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Madame, I do not have such low feelings.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
When you hate me, I won’t complain,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Lord: you have seen me attached to harming you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
In the bottom of my heart you couldn’t read.<\/span><\/dd>\n
To your enmity I took care to offer myself:<\/span><\/dd>\n
On the banks where I lived I could not endure you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
In public, in secret, against you declared,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I wanted by seas to be separated from it;<\/span><\/dd>\n
I even defended, by an express law,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Let people dare to pronounce your name in front of me.<\/span><\/dd>\n
If, however, we measure the penalty for the offense,<\/span><\/dd>\n
If hatred alone can attract your hatred,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Never was a woman more worthy of pity,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And less worthy, lord, of your enmity.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
The rights of her children a jealous mother<\/span><\/dd>\n
Rarely forgives the son of another wife;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Madam, I know it: unwelcome suspicion<\/span><\/dd>\n
The most common fruits of a second hymen.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Anyone else would have taken the same shade for me,<\/span><\/dd>\n
And I might have suffered more outrage.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Ah, lord!\u00a0May heaven, I dare to attest here<\/span><\/dd>\n
From this common law wanted to exclude me!<\/span><\/dd>\n
May a very different care disturb and devour me!<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Madam, it is not time to trouble yourself again:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Perhaps your husband is still born;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Heaven can grant our tears its return.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Neptune protects him;\u00a0and this tutelary god<\/span><\/dd>\n
Will not be implored by my father in vain.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
You do not see the shore of the dead twice,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Lord: since Theseus saw the dark edges,<\/span><\/dd>\n
In vain do you hope that a god sends him back to you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And the miser Acheron does not let go of his prey.<\/span><\/dd>\n
What did I say ?\u00a0He is not dead, since he breathes in you.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Still in front of my eyes I think I see my husband:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I see him, I speak to him;\u00a0and my heart … I digress,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Lord;\u00a0my mad ardor in spite of myself is declared.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
I see the prodigious effect of your love:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Dead as he is, Theseus is present to you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Always with his love your soul is ablaze.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Yes, prince, I am languishing, I am burning for Theseus:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I love her, not as hell saw it,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Volage worshiper of a thousand different objects,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Who goes from the god of the dead to dishonor the bed;<\/span><\/dd>\n
But faithful, but proud, and even a little fierce,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Charming, young, dragging all hearts after oneself,<\/span><\/dd>\n
As we depict our gods, or as I see you.<\/span><\/dd>\n
He had your bearing, your eyes, your language;<\/span><\/dd>\n
This noble modesty colored her face,<\/span><\/dd>\n
When from our Crete he crossed the waves,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Worthy subject of the wishes of the daughters of Minos.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/dd>\n
What were you doing then?\u00a0why, without Hippolyte,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Did the heroes of Greece assemble the elite?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Why, too young still, can’t you then<\/span><\/dd>\n
Enter the vessel that put him on our edges?<\/span><\/dd>\n
By you would have perished the monster of Crete,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Despite all the detours of his vast retirement:<\/span><\/dd>\n
To develop the uncertain embarrassment,<\/span><\/dd>\n
My sister with the fatal thread would have armed your hand.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But no: in this design I would have anticipated it;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Love would at first have inspired my thoughts.<\/span><\/dd>\n
It’s me, prince, it’s me, whose useful help<\/span><\/dd>\n
You would have taught the detours of the labyrinth.<\/span><\/dd>\n
How much care this charming head would have cost me!<\/span><\/dd>\n
One thread would not have reassured your lover enough:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Companion of the peril that you had to seek,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I myself would have liked to walk in front of you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And Phaedra to the labyrinth with you descended<\/span><\/dd>\n
Would be with you found or lost.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Gods !\u00a0what do I hear?\u00a0Madam, do you forget<\/span><\/dd>\n
That Theseus is my father, and that he is your husband?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
And what do you think I am losing my memory about,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Prince?\u00a0Have I lost all care for my glory?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Madam, forgive: I confess, blushing,<\/span><\/dd>\n
That I was wrongly accusing innocent speech.<\/span><\/dd>\n
My shame can no longer support your sight;<\/span><\/dd>\n
And I will\u2026<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
PHAEDRA.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>\u00a0Ah, cruel!\u00a0you heard me too much!<\/span><\/dd>\n
I’ve told you enough to get you out of there.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Well !\u00a0therefore know Ph\u00e8dre and all his fury:<\/span><\/dd>\n
I love !\u00a0Don’t think that when I love you<\/span><\/dd>\n
Innocent in my eyes, I approve of myself;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Nor that mad love that troubles my reason<\/span><\/dd>\n
My cowardly complacency fed the poison;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Unfortunate object of heavenly vengeance,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I hate myself more than you hate me.<\/span><\/dd>\n
The gods are my witnesses, these gods who in my side<\/span><\/dd>\n
Have lit the fire fatal to all my blood;<\/span><\/dd>\n
These gods who made themselves a cruel glory<\/span><\/dd>\n
To seduce the heart of a weak mortal.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Yourself in your mind recalls the past:<\/span><\/dd>\n
It is little to have fled from you, cruel, I chased you away;<\/span><\/dd>\n
I wanted to appear to you odious, inhuman;<\/span><\/dd>\n
To better resist you, I sought your hatred.<\/span><\/dd>\n
What have I benefited from my unnecessary care?<\/span><\/dd>\n
You hated me more, I loved you no less;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Your misfortunes still lent you new charms.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I languished, I dried in the fires, in tears:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Your eyes are enough to convince you,<\/span><\/dd>\n
If your eyes could look at me for a moment …<\/span><\/dd>\n
What did I say ?\u00a0this confession that I have just made to you,<\/span><\/dd>\n
This confession so shameful, do you believe it to be voluntary?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Trembling for a son I dared not betray,<\/span><\/dd>\n
I came to ask you not to hate him:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Weak projects of a heart too full of what he loves!<\/span><\/dd>\n
Alas!\u00a0I could only talk to you about yourself!<\/span><\/dd>\n
Avenge yourself, punish me with an odious love:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Worthy son of the hero who gave birth to you,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Free the universe from a monster that irritates you.<\/span><\/dd>\n
The widow of Theseus dares to love Hippolyte!<\/span><\/dd>\n
Believe me, this dreadful monster must not escape you;<\/span><\/dd>\n
This is my heart: this is where your hand should strike.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Already impatient to atone for his offense,<\/span><\/dd>\n
In front of your arm I feel it coming forward.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Strike: or if you think him unworthy of your blows,<\/span><\/dd>\n
If your hatred envies me such a sweet torment,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Or if your hand is soaked with too vile blood,<\/span><\/dd>\n
In the absence of your arm, lend me your sword;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Given.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
\u0152NONE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>What are you doing, madam!\u00a0Righteous gods!<\/span><\/dd>\n
But we come: avoid odious witnesses!<\/span><\/dd>\n
Come, come home;\u00a0flee from certain shame.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
\n

<\/span>SCENE VI.<\/span><\/strong><\/h4>\n<\/div>\n

HIPPOLYTE, THERAMENES.<\/strong>
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

<\/div>\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Is it Phaedrus fleeing, or rather being dragged away?<\/span><\/dd>\n
Why, Lord, why these marks of pain?<\/span><\/dd>\n
I see you without a sword, forbidden, without color.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Theramenes, let’s run away.\u00a0My surprise is extreme.<\/span><\/dd>\n
I cannot look at myself without horror.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Ph\u00e8dre\u2026 But no, great gods!\u00a0that in a deep oblivion<\/span><\/dd>\n
This horrible secret remains buried!<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
If you want to go, the sail is prepared.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But Athens, lord, has already declared itself;<\/span><\/dd>\n
Its chiefs have taken the voices of all its tribes:<\/span><\/dd>\n
Your brother wins, and Ph\u00e8dre has the upper hand.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
Phaedra?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>A herald in charge of the wills of Athens<\/span><\/dd>\n
From the State in its hands comes to hand over the reins.<\/span><\/dd>\n
His son is king, lord.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
<\/span>Gods, who know her,<\/span><\/dd>\n
So is it his virtue that you reward?<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
<\/div>\n
THERAMENE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n
\n
However, a dull noise wants the king to breathe:<\/span><\/dd>\n
It is claimed that Theseus appeared in Epirus.<\/span><\/dd>\n
But I, who looked for it there, Lord, I know too well …<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n
<\/div>\n
HIPPOLYTE.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n<\/dd>\n
Anything ;\u00a0let us listen to everything, and let us not neglect anything.<\/span><\/dd>\n
Let’s examine this noise, let’s go back to its source:<\/span><\/dd>\n
If he doesn’t deserve to interrupt my race,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Let’s go;\u00a0and whatever price it may cost,<\/span><\/dd>\n
Let us put the scepter in hands worthy of carrying it.<\/span><\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"menu_order":1,"template":"","meta":{"pb_show_title":"on","pb_short_title":"","pb_subtitle":"","pb_authors":[],"pb_section_license":""},"chapter-type":[],"contributor":[],"license":[],"class_list":["post-33","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"part":3,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/33","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/33\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":46,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/33\/revisions\/46"}],"part":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/parts\/3"}],"metadata":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/33\/metadata\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=33"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"chapter-type","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapter-type?post=33"},{"taxonomy":"contributor","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/contributor?post=33"},{"taxonomy":"license","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/phedre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/license?post=33"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}