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\"Euripides<\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Euripides Monologues:\u00a0Euripides was a renowned Greek playwright known for his powerful monologues that explored the depths of human emotion and tragedy. His plays often featured strong female characters such as\u00a0Helen\u00a0and\u00a0Cassandra, who were forced to face difficult situations beyond their control. In his\u00a0acting monologues, women and men alike were given the opportunity to showcase their\u00a0art\u00a0of portraying these complex roles with\u00a0power\u00a0and\u00a0finesse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Monologues for Women:\u00a0One of the most popular\u00a0monologues for women<\/a>\u00a0from Euripides’ plays is the\u00a0monologue\u00a0for the role of\u00a0Cassandra, the daughter of King\u00a0Priam\u00a0of Troy. In this\u00a0monologue, Cassandra\u00a0laments\u00a0her\u00a0fate\u00a0as the cursed prophetess who must\u00a0face\u00a0her own\u00a0death. She\u00a0speaks\u00a0of the\u00a0injustice\u00a0she has suffered at the hands of the gods and the Greek\u00a0warriors\u00a0who\u00a0slay\u00a0her\u00a0brother\u00a0and\u00a0bring\u00a0destruction\u00a0upon her\u00a0land.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Monologues for Men:<\/a>\u00a0Men also had their fair share of powerful\u00a0monologues\u00a0in Euripides’ plays, such as the\u00a0monologue for the role of\u00a0Agamemnon, the husband of\u00a0Clytemnestra. In this\u00a0monologue, Agamemnon\u00a0faces\u00a0the\u00a0consequences\u00a0of his actions and\u00a0must\u00a0seek\u00a0redemption\u00a0for his\u00a0past\u00a0sins. He\u00a0struggles\u00a0with the\u00a0grief\u00a0of his\u00a0brother’s\u00a0death\u00a0and the\u00a0hard choices\u00a0he must make to\u00a0win\u00a0back the\u00a0trust\u00a0of his\u00a0people.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Here are ten monologues from <\/a>plays by Euripides. <\/a>These monologues capture the depth of human emotion and the complexity of the characters in his works.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Servant (from “Alcestis”)<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

SERVANT<\/strong>
Female, Dramatic, 20’s – 40’s<\/p>\n\n\n\n

How should she not be the best! Who shall deny it? What should the best among women be? How better might a woman hold faith to her lord than gladly to die for him? This the whole city knows, but you will marvel when you hear what she has done within the house. When she knew that the last of her days was come she bathed her white body in river water, she took garments and gems from her rooms of cedar wood, and clad herself nobly; then, standing before the hearth-shrine, she uttered this prayer:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

‘O Goddess, since now I must descend beneath the earth, for the last time I make supplication to you: and entreat you to protect my motherless children. Wed my son to a fair bride, and my daughter to a noble husband. Let not my children die untimely, as I their mother am destroyed, but grant that they live out happy lives with good fortune in their own land!’<\/p>\n\n\n\n

To every altar in Admetus’s house she went, hung them with garlands. offered prayer, cut myrtle boughs-unweeping, unlamenting; nor did the coming doom change the bright colour of her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then to her marriage-room she went, flung herself down upon her bed, and wept, and said:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

‘O my marriage-bed, wherein I loosed my virgin girdle to him for whom I die! Farewell! I have no hatred for you. Only me you lose. Because I held my faith to you and to my lord-I must die. Another woman shall possess you, not more chaste indeed than I, more fortunate perhaps.’<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She fell upon her knees and kissed it, and all the bed was damp with the, tide of tears which flooded to her eyes. And when she was fulfilled of many tears, drooping she rose from her bed and made as if to go, and many times she turned to go and many times turned back, and flung herself once more upon the bed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her children clung to their mother’s dress, and wept; and she clasped them in her arms and kissed them turn by turn, as a dying woman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All the servants in the house wept with compassion for their Queen, But she held out her hand to each, and there was none so base to whom she did not speak, and who did not reply again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Such is the misery in Admetus’s house. If he had died, he would be nothing now; and, having escaped, he suffers an agony he will never forget.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Admetus (from “Alcestis”)<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

ADMETUS
Male, Dramatic, 30’s – 60’s<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ADMETUS: My friends, I deem the fortune of my wife
Happier than mine, though otherwise it seems;
For never more shall sorrow touch her breast,
And she with glory rests from various ills.
But I, who ought not live, my destined hour
O’erpassing, shall drag on a mournful life,
Late taught what sorrow is. How shall I bear
To enter here? To whom shall I address
My speech? Whose greeting renders my return
Delightful? Which way shall I turn? Within
In lonely sorrow shall I waste away,
As widowed of my wife I see my couch,
The seats deserted where she sat, the rooms
Wanting her elegance. Around my knees
My children hang, and weep their mother lost:
These too lament their mistress now no more.
This is the scene of misery in my house:
Abroad, the nuptials of Thessalia’s youth
And the bright circles of assembled dames
Will but augment my grief: ne’er shall I bear
To see the loved companions of my wife.
And if one hates me, he will say, “Behold
The man, who basely lives, who dared not die,
But, giving through the meanness of his soul
His wife, avoided death, yet would be deemed
A man: he hates his parents, yet himself
Had not the spirit to die.” These ill reports
Cleave to me: why then wish for longer life,
On evil tongues thus fallen, and evil days?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hecuba (from “Hecuba”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic 20’s – 40’s<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HECUBA: Not one
Exists, whose sorrows equal mine, unless
You of Calamity herself would speak.
Yet hear the motive why I clasp your knees.
If I appear to merit what I suffer,
I must be patient; but if not, avenge
My wrongs upon the man who ‘gainst his guest
Such treachery could commit, who, nor the gods
Of Erebus beneath, nor those who rule
In Heaven above regarding, this vile deed
Did perpetrate, e’en he with whom I oft
Partook the feast, on whom I showered each bounty,
Esteeming him the first of all my friends;
Yet, when at Ilion’s palace with respect
He had been treated, a deliberate scheme
Of murder forming, he destroyed my son,
On whom he deigned not to bestow a tomb,
But threw his corse into the briny deep.
Though I indeed am feeble, and a slave,
Yet mighty are the gods, and by their law
The world is ruled: for by that law we learn
That there are gods, and can mark out the bounds
Of justice and injustice; if such law
To you transmitted, be infringed, if they
Who kill their guests, or dare with impious hand
To violate the altars of the gods,
Unpunished ‘scape, no equity is left
Among mankind. Deeming such base connivance
Unworthy of yourself, revere my woes,
Have pity on me, like a painter take
Your stand to view me, and observe the number
Of my afflictions; once was I a queen,
But now am I a slave; in many a son
I once was rich, but now am I both old
And of my children reft, without a city,
Forlorn, and of all mortals the most wretched.
That band of my heroic sons is now no more,
Myself a captive, am led forth to tasks
Unseemly, and e’en now these eyes behold
The air obscured by Ilion’s rising smoke.
It might be vain perhaps, were I to found
A claim to your assistance on your love:
Yet must I speak: my daughter, who in Troy
Was called Cassandra, the prophetic dame,
Partakes your bed; and how those rapturous nights
Will you acknowledge, or to her show
Your gratitude for all the fond embraces
Which she bestows, O king, or in her stead
To me her mother? In the soul of man
Th’ endearments of the night, by darkness veiled,
Create the strongest interest. To my tale
Now listen: do you see that breathless corse?
Each act of kindness which to him is shown,
Upon a kinsman of the dame you love
Will be conferred. But, in one point my speech
Is yet deficient. By the wondrous arts
Of D\u00e6dalus, or some benignant god,
Could I give voice to each arm, hand, and hair,
And each extremest joint, they round your knees
Should cling together, and together weep,
At once combining with a thousand tongues.
O monarch, O thou light of Greece, comply,
And stretch forth that avenging arm to aid
An aged woman, though she be a thing
Of nought, O succour: for the good man’s duty
Is to obey the dread behests of justice,
And ever punish those who act amiss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Electra (from “Electra”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic 20’s – 30’s<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ELECTRA<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Enough! <\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

<\/a>Turning to the corpse of Aegisthus<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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<\/a>With which of thy iniquities shall I begin my recital? With which shall <\/a>I end it? To which allot a middle place? And yet I never ceased, as each <\/a>day dawned, to rehearse the story I would tell thee to thy face, if ever <\/a>I were freed from my old terrors; and now I am; so I will pay thee back <\/a>with the abuse I fain had uttered to thee when alive. Thou wert my ruin, <\/a>making me and my brother orphans, though we had never injured thee, and <\/a>thou didst make a shameful marriage with my mother, having slain her lord <\/a>who led the host of Hellas, though thyself didst never go to Troy. Such <\/a>was thy folly, thou didst never dream that my mother would prove thy curse <\/a>when thou didst marry her, though thou wert wronging my father’s honour. <\/a>Know this; whoso defiles his neighbour’s wife, and afterward is forced <\/a>to take her to himself, is a wretched wight, if he supposes she will be <\/a>chaste as his wife, though she sinned against her former lord. Thine was <\/a>a life most miserable, though thou didst pretend ’twas otherwise; well <\/a>thou knewest how guilty thy marriage was, and my mother knew she had a <\/a>villain for husband. Sinners both ye took each other’s lot, she thy fortune, <\/a>thou her curse. While everywhere in Argos thou-wouldst hear such phrases <\/a>as, “that woman’s husband,” never “that man’s wife.” Yet ’tis shameful <\/a>for the wife and not the man to rule the house; wherefore I loathe those <\/a>children, who are called in the city not the sons of the man, their father, <\/a>but of their mother. For if a man makes a great match above his rank, there <\/a>is no talk of the husband but only of the wife. Herein lay thy grievous <\/a>error, due to ignorance; thou thoughtest thyself some one, relying on thy <\/a>wealth, but this is naught save to stay with us a space. ‘Tis nature that <\/a>stands fast, not wealth. For it, if it abide unchanged, exalts man’s horn; <\/a>but riches dishonestly acquired and in the hands of fools, soon take their <\/a>flight, their blossom quickly shed. As for thy sins with women, I pass <\/a>them by, ’tis not for maiden’s lips to mention them, but I will shrewdly <\/a>hint thereat. And then thy arrogance! because forsooth thou hadst a palace <\/a>and some looks to boast. May I never have a husband with a girl’s face, <\/a>but one that bears him like a man! For the children of these latter cling <\/a>to a life of arms, while those, who are so fair to see, do only serve to <\/a>grace the dance. Away from me! <\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

<\/a>Spurning the corpse with her foot<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Time has shown thy villainy, little as thou reckest of the forfeit thou\u00a0hast paid for it. Let none suppose, though he have run the first stage\u00a0of his course with joy, that he will get the better of justice, till he\u00a0have reached the goal and ended his career.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Medea (from “Medea”)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic<\/p>\n\n\n\n

O my sons!
My sons! ye have a city and a house
Where, leaving hapless me behind, without
A mother ye for ever shall reside.
But I to other realms an exile go,
Ere any help from you I could derive,
Or see you blest; the hymeneal pomp,
The bride, the genial couch, for you adorn,
And in these hands the kindled torch sustain.
How wretched am I through my own perverseness!
You, O my sons, I then in vain have nurtured,
In vain have toiled, and, wasted with fatigue,
Suffered the pregnant matron’s grievous throes.
On you, in my afflictions, many hopes
I founded erst: that ye with pious care
Would foster my old age, and on the bier
Extend me after death\u2014much envied lot
Of mortals; but these pleasing anxious thoughts
Are vanished now; for, losing you, a life
Of bitterness and anguish shall I lead.
But as for you, my sons, with those dear eyes
Fated no more your mother to behold,
Hence are ye hastening to a world unknown.
Why do ye gaze on me with such a look
Of tenderness, or wherefore smile? for these
Are your last smiles. Ah wretched, wretched me!
What shall I do? My resolution fails.
Sparkling with joy now I their looks have seen,
My friends, I can no more. To those past schemes
I bid adieu, and with me from this land
My children will convey. Why should I cause
A twofold portion of distress to fall
On my own head, that I may grieve the sire
By punishing his sons? This shall not be:
Such counsels I dismiss. But in my purpose
What means this change? Can I prefer derision,
And with impunity permit the foe
To ‘scape? My utmost courage I must rouse:
For the suggestion of these tender thoughts
Proceeds from an enervate heart. My sons,
Enter the regal mansion.\u00a0[Exuent SONS.]<\/em>\u00a0As for those
Who deem that to be present were unholy
While I the destined victims offer up,
Let them see to it. This uplifted arm
Shall never shrink. Alas! alas! my soul
Commit not such a deed. Unhappy woman,
Desist and spare thy children; we will live
Together, they in foreign realms shall cheer
Thy exile. No, by those avenging fiends
Who dwell with Pluto in the realms beneath,
This shall not be, nor will I ever leave
My sons to be insulted by their foes.
They certainly must die; since then they must,
I bore and I will slay them: ’tis a deed
Resolved on, nor my purpose will I change.
Full well I know that now the royal bride
Wears on her head the magic diadem,
And in the variegated robe expires:
But, hurried on by fate, I tread a path
Of utter wretchedness, and them will plunge
Into one yet more wretched. To my sons
Fain would I say: “O stretch forth your right hands
Ye children, for your mother to embrace.
O dearest hands, ye lips to me most dear,
Engaging features and ingenuous looks,
May ye be blest, but in another world;
For by the treacherous conduct of your sire
Are ye bereft of all this earth bestowed.
Farewell, sweet kisses\u2014tender limbs, farewell!
And fragrant breath! I never more can bear
To look on you, my children.” My afflictions
Have conquered me; I now am well aware
What crimes I venture on: but rage, the cause
Of woes most grievous to the human race,
Over my better reason hath prevailed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Iphigenia (from “Iphigenia in Aulis”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic <\/p>\n\n\n\n

IPHIGENIA: If I could speak as well as Orpheus, Father, if I could use words to inspire the rocks around us to rise up and follow me, if I had that same gift of persuasion I would use it.  But I have only one talent, my tears.  I offer them to you.  It is all I can do.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

(IPHIGENIA kneels in front of him.  AGAMEMNON looks away.)<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I bend before you like a branch bending towards the earth, pressing my body against your knees.  This is the body that your wife gave birth to.  Don\u2019t send me to an early death.  It is sweet to see the sun\u2019s light.  Do not force me down into the darkness of the Underworld.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was the first child to call you father, the first you called your child.  I was the first to sit upon your knee while you fondly kissed me.  You used to say to me, \u201cWill I see you one day, happy in your husband\u2019s house, bringing honor to your family?\u201d  And I would say to you, as I pulled upon your beard, the same beard I now caress, \u201cAnd what about you, Father?  Will I welcome you into my house, when you are an old man, and take care of you in thanks for all the years that you took care of me?\u201d  I remember every word we said, but you have forgotten them, and now you are planning to end my life.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

By Pelops, by your father Atreus, by my mother, who suffered the pain of my birth and suffers more pain now, I beg you to spare me. \u00a0What do I have to do with the marriage of Paris and Helen? \u00a0Why should I die because of them? \u00a0Look at me, look me in the eyes and give me a kiss, give me that at least to remember when I die, if you are determined to remain deaf to my pleas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Andromache (from “Trojan Women”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Summary: Andromache learns with horror that her only remaining son has been condemned to death. The pronouncement shatters her, knowing that this cruel fate is imposed upon her innocent child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Andromache:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n

Go, die, my best-beloved, my cherished one, 
In fierce men’s hands, leaving me here alone. 
Thy father was too valiant; that is why 
They slay thee! Other children, like to die, 
Might have been spared for that. But on thy head 
His good is turned to evil. 
O thou bed 
And bridal; O the joining of the hand, 
That led me long ago to Hector’s land 
To bear, O not a lamb for Grecian swords 
To slaughter, but a Prince o’er all the hordes 
Enthroned of wide-flung Asia. . . . Weepest thou? 
Nay, why, my little one? Thou canst not know. 
And Father will not come; he will not come; 
Not once, the great spear flashing, and the tomb 
Riven to set thee free! Not one of all 
His brethren, nor the might of Ilion’s wall. 
How shall it be? One horrible spring . . . deep, deep 
Down. And thy neck . . . Ah God, so cometh sleep! . . . 
And none to pity thee! . . . Thou little thing 
That curlest in my arms, what sweet scents cling 
All round thy neck! Belov\u00e8d; can it be 
All nothing, that this bosom cradled thee 
And fostered; all the weary nights, wherethrough 
I watched upon thy sickness, till I grew 
Wasted with watching? Kiss me. This one time; 
Not ever again. Put up thine arms, and climb 
About my neck: now, kiss me, lips to lips. . . . 
O, ye have found an anguish that outstrips 
All tortures of the East, ye gentle Greeks! 
Why will ye slay this innocent, that seeks 
No wrong? . . . O Helen, Helen, thou ill tree 
That Tyndareus planted, who shall deem of thee 
As child of Zeus? O, thou hast drawn thy breath 
From many fathers, Madness, Hate, red Death, 
And every rotting poison of the sky! 
Zeus knows thee not, thou vampire, draining dry 
Greece and the world! God hate thee and destroy, 
That with those beautiful eyes hast blasted Troy, 
And made the far-famed plains a waste withal. 
Quick! take him: drag him: cast him from the wall, 
If cast ye will! Tear him, ye beasts, be swift! 
God hath undone me, and I cannot lift 
One hand, one hand, to save my child from death . . . 
O, hide my head for shame: fling me beneath 
Your galleys’ benches! . . .<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Helen (from “Helen”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HELEN: To what ills
Have I been subject, O my dear companions!
Did not my mother, as a prodigy
Which wondering mortals gaze at, bring me forth?
For neither Grecian nor barbaric dame
Till then produced an egg, in which her children
Enveloped lay, as they report, from Jove
Leda engendered. My whole life and all
That hath befallen me, but conspires to form
One series of miraculous events;
To Juno some, and to my beauty some
Are owing. Would to Heaven, that, like a tablet
Whose picture is effaced, I could exchange
This form for one less comely, since the Greeks
Forgetting those abundant gifts showered down
By prosperous Fortune which I now possess,
Think but of what redounds not to my honour,
And still remember my ideal shame.
Whoever therefore, with one single species
Of misery is afflicted by the gods,
Although the weight of Heaven’s chastising hand
Be grievous, may with fortitude endure
Such visitation: but by many woes
Am I oppressed, and first of all exposed
To slanderous tongues, although I ne’er have erred.
It were a lesser evil e’en to sin
Than be suspected falsely. Then the gods,
‘Midst men of barbarous manners, placed me far
From my loved country: torn from every friend,
I languish here, to servitude consigned
Although of free born race: for ‘midst barbarians
Are all enslaved but one, their haughty lord.
My fortunes had this single anchor left,
Perchance my husband might at length arrive
To snatch me from my woes; but he, alas!
Is now no more, my mother too is dead,
And I am deemed her murd’ress, though unjustly,
Yet am I branded with this foul reproach;
And she who was the glory of our house,
My daughter in the virgin state grown grey,
Still droops unwedded: my illustrious brothers,
Castor and Pollux, called the sons of Jove,
Are now no more. But I impute my death,
Crushed as I am by all these various woes,
Not to my own misdeeds, but to the power
Of adverse fortune only: this one danger
There yet remains, if at my native land
I should again arrive, they will confine me
In a close dungeon, thinking me that Helen
Who dwelt in Ilion, till she thence was borne
By Menelaus. Were my husband living,
We might have known each other, by producing
Those tokens to which none beside are privy:
But this will never be, nor can he e’er
Return in safety. To what purpose then
Do I still lengthen out this wretched being?
To what new fortunes am I still reserved?
Shall I select a husband, but to vary
My present ills, to dwell beneath the roof
Of a barbarian, at luxurious boards
With wealth abounding, seated? for the dame
Whom wedlock couples with the man she hates
Death is the best expedient. But with glory
How shall I die? the fatal noose appears
To be so base, that e’en in slaves ’tis held
Unseemly thus to perish; in the poniard
There’s somewhat great and generous. But to me
Delays are useless: welcome instant death:
Into such depth of misery am I plunged.
For beauty renders other women blest,
But hath to me the source of ruin proved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hippolytus (from “Hippolytus”)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Male, Dramatic<\/p>\n\n\n\n

HIPPOLYTUS:
Great Zeus, why didst thou, to man’s sorrow, put woman, evil counterfeit, to dwell where shines the sun? If thou wert minded that the human race should multiply, it was not from women they should have drawn their stock, but in thy temples they should have paid gold or iron or ponderous bronze and bought a family, each man proportioned to his offering, and so in independence dwelt, from women free. But now as soon as ever we would bring this plague into our home we bring its fortune to the ground. ‘Tis clear from this how great a curse a woman is; the very father, that begot and nurtured her, to rid him of the mischief, gives her a dower and packs her off; while the husband, who takes the noxious weed into his home, fondly decks his sorry idol in fine raiment and tricks her out in robes, squandering by degrees, unhappy wight! his house’s wealth. For he is in this dilemma; say his marriage has brought him good connections, he is glad then to keep the wife he loathes; or, if he gets a good wife but useless kin, he tries to stifle the bad luck with the good. But it is easiest for him who has settled in his house as wife mere cipher, incapable from simplicity. I hate a clever woman; never may she set foot in my house who aims at knowing more than women need; for in these clever women Cypris implants a larger store of villainy, while the artless woman is by her shallow wit from levity debarred. No servant should ever have had access to a wife, but men should put to live with them beasts, which bite, not talk, in which case they could not speak to any one nor be answered back by them. But, as it is, the wicked in their chambers plot wickedness, and their servants carry it abroad. Even thus, vile wretch, thou cam’st to make me partner in an outrage on my father’s honour; wherefore I must wash that stain away in running streams, dashing the water into my ears. How could I commit so foul a crime when by the very mention of it I feel myself polluted? Be well assured, woman, ’tis only my religious scruple saves thee. For had not I unawares been caught by an oath, ‘fore heaven! I would not have refrained from telling all unto my father. But now I will from the house away, so long as Theseus is abroad, and will maintain strict silence. But, when my father comes, I will return and see how thou and thy mistress face him, and so shall I learn by experience the extent of thy audacity. Perdition seize you both! I can never satisfy my hate for women, no! not even though some say this is ever my theme, for of a truth they always are evil. So either let some one prove them chaste, or let me still trample on them for ever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Polyxena (from “Hecuba”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Polyxena:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Odysseus, I see that you are hiding
your right hand underneath your cloak, and turning
your face away, so I can\u2019t touch your beard.
You\u2019re off the hook; don\u2019t worry. I refuse
to call on Zeus, Protector of Suppliants.
Since I\u2019m compelled, I\u2019ll follow you, and also
since death is what I want. If I resist
I\u2019ll be no good, in love with mere survival.\u00a0
Why should I live? My father was the lord
of all the Phrygians. That was my starting point.
Then, I was raised on promises and hopes
of royal marriage, and keen rivalry
to see whose hearth and home I would belong to.
Unlucky me\u2014I was the princess once,
first among the women of Ida, admired
among the maidens, equal to the gods
in all but one respect: mortality.
And now I am a slave. The name, to start with
\u2014\u00a0so unfamiliar!\u2014makes me long for death.
And then, I might get cruel-minded masters;
whoever pays for me with silver\u2014me,
sister of Hector, and of many others!\u2014
will give me orders, tell me that I must
make bread, and sweep the house, and do my weaving,
spending painful days under compulsion.
Some paid-for slave from somewhere will defile
my bed, which was prestigious once, considered
a prize for rulers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No! I\u2019m free to close
my eyes forever, turn from this day\u2019s light,
give my body to Hades. Go ahead,<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Cassandra (from “The Trojan Women”)<\/strong>:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Female, Dramatic<\/p>\n\n\n\n

CASSANDRA: O mother, crown my head with victor’s wreaths; rejoice
in my royal match; lead me to my lord; nay, if thou find me loth at
all, thrust me there by force; for if Loxias be indeed a prophet,
Agamemnon, that famous king of the Achaeans, will find in me a bride
more fraught with woe to him than Helen. For I will slay him and lay
waste his home to avenge my father’s and my bretheren’s death. But
of the deed itself I will not speak; nor will I tell of that axe which
shall sever my neck and the necks of others, or of the conflict ending
in a mother’s death, which my marriage shall cause, nor of the overthrow
of Atreus’ house; but I, for all my frenzy, will so far rise above
my frantic fit, that I will prove this city happier far than those
Achaeans, who for the sake of one woman and one man’s love of her
have lost a countless host in seeking Helen. Their captain too, whom
men call wise, hath lost for what he hated most what most he prized,
yielding to his brother for a woman’s sake-and she a willing prize
whom no man forced-the joy he had of his own children in his home.
For from the day that they did land upon Scamander’s strand, their
doom began, not for loss of stolen frontier nor yet for fatherland
with frowning towers; whomso Ares slew, those never saw their babes
again, nor were they shrouded for the tomb by hand of wife, but in
a foreign land they lie. At home the case was still the same; wives
were dying widows, parents were left childless in their homes, having
reared their sons for others, and none is left to make libations of
blood upon the ground before their tombs. Truly to such praise as
this their host can make an ample claim. Tis better to pass their
shame in silence by, nor be mine the Muse to tell that evil tale.
But the Trojans were dying, first for their fatherland, fairest fame
to win; whomso the sword laid low, all these found friends to bear
land, their funeral rites all duly paid by duteous hands. And all
such Phrygians as escaped the warrior’s death lived ever day by day
with wife and children by them-joys the Achaeans had left behind.
is dead and gone, but still his fame remains as bravest of the brave
and this was a result of the Achaeans’ coming; for had they remained
at home, his worth would have gone unnoticed. So too with Paris, he
married the daughter of Zeus, whereas, had he never done so, the alliance
he made in his family would have been forgotten. Whoso is wise should
fly from making war; but if he be brought to this pass, a noble death
will crown his city with glory, a coward’s end with shame. Wherefore,
mother mine, thou shouldst not pity thy country or my spousal, for
this my marriage will destroy those whom thou and I most hate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Euripides Monologues FAQs<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

1. What are Euripides monologues?<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Euripides monologues\u00a0refer to monologues written by the renowned ancient Greek playwright\u00a0Euripides. These monologues are powerful and emotional speeches often delivered by characters in his plays.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

2. Are there specific monologues for women in Euripides’ plays?<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Yes, there are several\u00a0monologues for women\u00a0in Euripides’ plays. Women often play significant roles in his works, and their monologues showcase a range of emotions and themes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

3. Do Euripides monologues also include parts for men?<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Absolutely, Euripides’ plays feature compelling\u00a0monologues for men\u00a0as well. These monologues can explore themes like heroism, tragedy, and the complexities of human nature.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

4. How can I find and read the monologue suitable for my acting role?<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

To find a suitable monologue for the role you are preparing to audition for, you can look for\u00a0acting monologues\u00a0from Euripides’ plays. Reading the monologue aloud will help you understand the character and deliver a convincing performance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

5. Which characters are known for delivering impactful monologues in Euripides’ works?<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Characters like\u00a0Medea, Phaedra, Electra,\u00a0and\u00a0Hecuba\u00a0are known for delivering powerful monologues in Euripides’ plays. These monologues often explore themes of love, betrayal, revenge, and tragedy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

6. Can you provide an example of a famous monologue from Euripides’ play?<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

One example of a famous monologue is\u00a0Medea’s monologue\u00a0in the play “Medea.” In this monologue, Medea expresses her inner turmoil and plans for revenge with striking emotional intensity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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