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Who is't disturbs our cave, what messenger Hath Pluto sent, that would know ought from us, What are you, speak, Canidia cannot stay. Ho, ho, ho, I tell thee found young Prince! A lesser power thou mightest have implored, Which might have urged unwilling fiends to this: Our dire enchantments carry such a force, That when the stars, and influence of heaven, Have sucked the lively blood from out men's veins, I at my pleasure bring it back again; I knew each hour in the Trojan fight, What Grecian, or what Phrygian should die, And fierce Achilles had no sooner pierced Great Hector's side, but fate did send me word: Earth, Sea, deep Chaos, all the stony hills, Will open themselves to show me prodigies; Night will unmask her brow, to let me see What black conceptions teem within her womb. What time of night is't? Strait when a cloudy Even clappeth the Air, And all light's drenched in misty Acheron, When the black palpherys of the full cheektmoone, Have God behind this parta'th Hemisphere, And dark Aldebor, and is mounted high Into the fable Cassiopeia's chair, And night full mounted in her seat of jet, Sits wrapped within a cabinet of clouds, When serpents leave to hiss, no dragons yell, No birds do sing, no harsh tuned toads do croak, The Armenian Tiger, and the ravenous wolf, Shall yield up all their tyranny to sleep, And then none walk but hells disturbed spirits, Children of night, such as belong to me, I'll show thee thy desire; give me these bones. Why senseless boy, dost think that I respect A Kings dead bones, more then and other men; Oh they smell rankly; I, this sent does please, Smells to them. But I must now to work: why Sagana. Why Sagana. Why Sagana, Veia, Erictho, know you not your time? Hath not triformed Hecate put on Her Styx-died mantle, is't not now fit time To work our charms in? You two, sitby, and bear in mind this charge, Who ever you see, who ever I present; Let your tongues be percullist in your jaws, Stir not, nor speak not, till the charm be done. Night, and Diana sacred Queen, Which ever hast spectator been Unto our baleful hideous rights, Never acted but in darkest nights, Now in this fatal hers-bred hour, Show to my rites thy greatest power. Erictho when my torch shall twinkle, Avernall water thou shalt sprinkle About the room, now let us kneel, Our heavy burden Hell shall feel: Lets all coin words, now we may see Who 'twas did work this prodigy. Oh son, remember what I told you son, Many a rocky hill and stony mount, Many a sea, and vast Charybdis gulf, Stands betwixt them and thee, though they seem near. Shall I thus by some magic Art, my son, Take both their pictures in pure virgin wax? And wound the place where that the hurt should stand, And so wound them? Shall I breed them hate? Shall I consume their children?
Plot summary
Plot — Orestes
Agamemnon returns home after ten years of war. When he takes his neglected wife Clytemnestra to bed, she and her lover Aegisthus murder him. Roused by bad dreams, his son Orestes finds the body in bed. Feigning innocence, Clytemnestra curses the murderer, while the surviving Trojan glories in the death of the enemy commander: Troy is avenged. Recognizing that he is in danger, Orestes goes into hiding with Pylades until the murderer is identified, and sends a report that, unhinged with grief, he threw himself off a cliff into the sea, and that Pylades also went over trying to stop him. Aegisthus, the next in line, ascends the throne and marries Clytemnestra. She bears him a son, establishing his dynasty, and in celebration he proclaims a general pardon for all crimes. Orestes and Pylades consult the witch Canidia, who shows them a vision of Clytemnestra and Aegisthus committing the murder. They return to court in disguise. Their plotting is overheard by Misander, and they kill him to preserve secrecy, but are immediately arrested. In judging the case, Aegisthus faces two problems: the crime is covered by the general pardon, and each defendant, seeking to save the other, claims that he alone was the murderer. Aegisthus decides not to pass a death sentence on either, and is further impressed when Pylades introduces Orestes as a doctor who has perfected the secret of rejuvenation. Aegisthus asks for a demonstration, using himself and Clytemnestra as the subjects. Agamemnon’s ghost appears to Orestes, urging him to get on with the revenge and take care not to spare his mother. Pylades obtains custody of Aegisthus’ son, who is in the care of Orestes’ sister Electra. When Orestes meets with the King and Queen for their ===== PAGE 235 ===== 1620 rejuvenation, he ties them up, kills their son in front of them, forces them to drink the blood, and finally kills them. He demands his restoration to the throne, but the lords are unwilling to crown a murderer, and instead enthrone Tyndarus, whose first act is to banish Orestes and his accomplices, further stipulating that nobody must give Orestes food. Pylades’ father Strophius dies and Electra kills herself. Orestes goes mad and thinks himself tormented by the Furies. He and Pylades kill one another in a suicide pact, and Tyndarus announces that they are to be buried together in a single tomb.