An Essay On The Opera
An Essay On The Opera
An Essay On The Opera
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Introduction. '1
Of ..1e Poem, Argument or Bufineſs of an
Opcra. 10
Of the Muſical Compoſition. 24.
Of the Recitative, and Singing. 50
Of the Dances. 65
Of the Structure of Theatres. 90
Conclufion. 170
ZEneas in Troy. I 13
Iphigenia in Aulis. 105
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INTRODUCTION.
C'HAP. I.
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ſion-ately admired. The taſte in finging,
which, ſome years "ago, enraptured audiences
hung upon with wonder and delight, is now
received with a ſupercilious diſapprobation;
not becauſe it is ſunk in real merit, but for
the very groundleſs reaſon of its being old,
and not in frequent uſe. And thus we ſee,
that in Cbmpoſitions inſtituted ſor the repre
ſentation of nature, whoſe mode is ever one,
there is the ſame defire of changing, as in the
fluctunting ſaſhions of the dreſſes we wear.
Another principal reaſon, that can be affign
ed for the preſent degeneracy or' muſic, is the
authority. power and ſupreme command
uſurped in its name; becauſe the compoſer,
in conſequence, acts like a deſpotic ſovereign,
contracting all the views of pieafing to his de
partment alone. It is almoſt impoffible to.
perſuade him, that he ought to be in a ſubor
dina'te ſtution; that muſic derives its greateſt
-merit from being no mo're 'than an auxi.liary,
the handmaid to poetry. His chieſ buſineſs
then is to pre-diſpoſe the minds of the audþ
Fnce for receiving the impreſſion to be e-x-.
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cited by the poet's verſe; to infuſe ſuch a
general tendency in their affections, as to -
make them analogous with thoſe particular
ideas, which the poet means to inſpire. In
fine, its genuine office is to communicate a
more animating energy to the language of
the muſes. .
. That old andjuſt charge, enſorced by critics
againſt operatical perſormances, of making
their heroes and heroines die ſinging, can be
aſcribed to no other cauſe but the defect of
a proper harmony between the words and the
muſie. Were all ridiculous quavering omitted
when the ſerious paffions are to ſpeak, and
were the muſical Compoſition judicioufly
adapted to them, then it would not appear
more improbable that a perſon ſhould die
ringing, than reciting, verſes.
It is an undeniable fact, that, in the earlieſt
ages, the poets were all muſical proſicients;
the voeal part, then, ranked as it ſhould,
which was to render the thoughts of the mind,
and affections of the heart, with more ſorci
ble, more lively, and more kindliug expreſ
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ſion. But now that the two twin-ſiſiers,
poetry'fimd muſie, go no longer hand in hand,
it is not at all ſurpriſmg, if the bufineſs of the
one is to add colouring to what the other
has deſigned, that the colouring, ſeparately
conſidered, appear beautiful ; yet, upon a nice
examination of the whole, the contours oſ
fend, by. not being properly rounded, and
'by the abſence of a ſocial blending of the
parts throughout. Nor can aremedy be ap
plied to ſo great an evil, otherwiſe but by the
modeſt diſcretion of a eompofer, who will
not think it beneath him to receive from the
poet's mouth the purport of his meaning and
intention, who will alſo make himſelf a com
petent maſter of the author's ſenſe, before
he writes a note of muſic, and will ever af
terwards confer with him concerning the mu
ſic he ſhall have compoſed; and by thus pro
ceeding, keep up ſuch a dependence and
friendly intercourſe, as ſubſiſted between
Lulli and Qrinault, Vinci and Metaſtafio,
which indeed the true regulation of an ope
ratical theatre requires.
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Among the errors obſervable in the preſent'
ſyflem of muſic the moſt obvious, and that
which firſt ſtrikes the ears, at the very open
ing of an Opera, is the hackneyed manner
Of. eomppfing ovcrtures, which are always
Made to conſiſt of two allegros with one
grave, and to be as noiſy as poſſible. Thus
are they void of variation, and ſo jog on'
much alike. Yet, what a wide difference
ought to be perceived between one over
ture- and another; between that, for ex
ample, which precedes the death of Dido,
and that which is yrefixed to the nuptials oſ
Demetrius and Cleonice. The main driſt of
an overture ſhould be to announce, in a cerſi
tain manner, the buſineſs of the drama, and
conſequently prepare the audience to receive
thoſe affecting impreffions, that are to reſult
from the whole of the performance; ſo that
from hence a leading view, and preſaging
notions of it may be conceived, as is of an
oration from the exordium. But our preſent
compoſers look upon an overture as an arti;
ele- quite detached and abſolutely different
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from the poet's drama. They uſe it as an"
opportunity of playing offa tempeſtuousmuſie
to (lun the ears of an audience. If ſome,
however, employ it as an exordium, it is oſ
a kindred complexion to thoſe of certain
writers, who with big and pompous words,
repeatedly diſplay before us the loftineſs of
the ſubject and the lowneſs of their ge
nius ; which preluding would' ſuit any other
ſubject as well, and might as judicioufly be
prefixed for an exordium to one oration as
another. . '
After the overture, the next article that pre
fiants itſelf to our conſideration is the reci
tative -, and as it is wont to be the moſt noiſy
part of an Opera, ſo is it the leaſt attended
to, and the moB: neglected. It ſeems as if
our muſtcal compoſers were of opinion, tzhat
the recitative is not of conſequence enough'
to deſerve their attention, they deeming it
incapable of exciting any great delight. But
the antient maſters though-t in a quite dif
fcrent manner. There needs no ſtronger
proof than to read what Jacopo Pe-ri, who
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times moved' with a rapidi-t'y equal to that oF
the text; and at others with an 'attendant
flowneſs: but never failed to mark, in a con
ſpieuous manner, thoſe inflexions and ſallies,
which the violence of our paffions can tranſ
ſuſe into the exprelſion of them. All mu
ſtcal compoſitions, finiſhed in ſo maſterly a
manner, were heard with delight. Num<
bers now living muſt remember how cer
tain paſſages of ſimple recitative have aſ
ſected the minds of an audience,' to a de
gree, that no modern air is able to pro-_
duce.' ' . -
However, the recitative, all diſregarded as it
may be, has been known to excite emotions in
an audience, when it was of the obligaeo kind,
as the artiſts term it; that is, when ſtrictly ac
companied with im'lruments. Perhaps it
would not be improper to employ it oftener
than is now the Cuſtom. What a kindling
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Warmth might be communicated to the recita- -
tive, if, where a paffion exerts itſelf, it were
to be enforced by the united orcheſtra l By ſo
doing, the heart and mind at once would be.
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Rcimed, as it were, by all the powers of mu-
fie. A more evincing inſtance of ſuch an eſ
fect cannot be quoted, than the greater part
oſ the laſt act of Didone, ſet to muſic by
Vinci, which is executed in the taſte recom
mended here : and no doubt but Virgil's ſelf
would be pleaſed to hear a Compoſition ſo ani
mating and ſo terrible.
Another good purpoſe,which muſt be derived'
from ſuch a practice is, that, then, would not
appear to us ſo enormous, the great variety
and diſproportion now obſervable in the an
dameneo of the recitative, and that of the airs;.
but, on the contrary, a more'ſriendly agree
ment among the ſeveral parts of an Opera
would be the reſult. The connoiſſeurs have
been often diſpleaſed with thoſe ſudden tran
ſitions, where, from a recitative in the enden-
l'ffimo and gentleſt movement, the perſormers
are made to ſkip off and bound away into
arimas of' the briſkeſt execution ;. which is
to the full as abſurd, as if a perſon, when
ſoberly walking, ſhould all on the ſudden ſet
tzo leaping and capering.
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The ſureſt method to' bring about a better
underſtanding among the ſeveral conſtituent
parts of an Opera, would be not to crowd ſo
rnuch art into the airs, and to curb the in
.ſtrumental part more than is now the Cuſtom.
In every pei iod oſ the Opera theſe two formed
the moſt brilliant parts oſit ; and, in propor
tion as the muſiea'l Compoſition has been more
and more refined, ſo have they received ſtill
greater heightenings. They were .naked for
merly in compariſon of what we ſee them
now, and were in as abſolute a ſtate of ſim
plieity, as they had been at their-origin 5
inſomuch that, either in point of melody or
accompanimcnts', they did not riſe above re
citative. - -
Old Scarlatti was the-firſt who infuſed life,
movement, and ſpirit into them. It was he
who cloathed their nakedneſs with the ſplen,
did attire of noble accompaniments; but
they were dealt out by him in a ſober and '
judicious manner. They were by no means
intricate or Obſcure, but open and obvious 5
highly finiſhed, yetfrce from all the minute
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neſs of affectation ; and that not ſo much on
account of the vaſtneſs of the theatres, by
means of which many of the miner. excel
lencies in muſical perſormances may be loſt,
as in regard to the voices to which alone they
ſhould be made ſubſervient.
\ But unwarrantable changes have happened
ſince that great maſter's time down to ours,
in which all the bounds of diſcretion are
wantonly overleapt. The airs now are
whelmed under, and disfigured, by crowded
Ornaments, with which unnatural method
the rage of novelty labours to cmbelliſh them.
How tedioufiy prolix are thoſe ""'ieorneI/i that
precede them; nay, and are often ſuperfluous.
For, can any thing be more improbable than;
that, in an air expreffivc of wrath, an actor
' ſhould calmly wait with his hand ſtuck in
his ſword-belt, until the ritornello be over,
to give vent to' a paflion that is' ſuppoſed to
be boiling in his breaſt : and after the ritor-'
nello, then comes on the part to.be ſung;
but the multitude of fiddles, &e. that accom
pany it in general, produce no better an ef-
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fect, than to aſtoniſh the faculty of hearing,
'and to drown the voice of a finger? Why is
there not more uſe made of the baſes, and
why not encreaſe the number of baſſe-viols,
which are the ſhades of muſic? Where is
the neceffity for ſo many fiddles, with which
our orcheſtras are now throng'd? Fewer
would do; for they prove in this caſe like
too many hands on board of a ſhip, which,
inſtead of being affiſtant, are a great impedi
ment to its navigation. Why are not lutes
and harps allowed a place? with their light
and piercingnotes they would give a ſpright
lineſs to the ripienos. Why is the 'vicle-ela
excluded' from our orcheſtras, fince, from its
inſtitution, it was intended to act a middle
part between the fiddles and. the baſes, in
order that harmony might thence enſue?
But one oſ the moſt favourite practiees now,
and which indeed makes our theatres to re
ſound with peals of applauſe, is, in'an air,
to form a conteſt between the voice and a
hautboy, or between the voice and a trum
pet, ſo as to exhibit, as it were, a kind of mue
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ſical tilting-match with the utmoſt exertion
on either ſide. But ſuch a ſkirmiſhing of
voices and inſtruments are very diſpleafing to
the judicious part of an audience, who, on
the contrary, would receive the greateſt de
light from the airs being accompanied by in
ſtruments differently qualified from the preſent
in uſe, and perhaps even by the organ, as
hath been formerly practiced *. The conſe
quence then would be, that the reſpec
tive qualities of inſtruments would be pro
perly adapted to the nature of the words
which they are intended to accompany, and
that they"would aptly glide into thoſe parts,
where a due expreſſion of the paffion ſhould
ſtand moſt in need of them. Then the ac
companimen't would be of ſervice to the
finger-s voice, by enſorcing the pathetic aſ
ſections of the ſong; and would prove not
unlike to the numbersloſ elegant and har
monious proſe, which, according to the
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maxim of a learned ſage, ought to be like
the beating on an anvil by ſmiths, at once
both muſical, and ſkilfully laboured.
Theſe faults, however conſiderable, are not
the greateſt that have been introduced in the
Compoſition of airs; we muſt go farther
back to inveſtigare the firſt ſource of this
evil, which, in the judgment of the moſt
able proſeſſors, is to be found in the miſcon
duct of chuſing the ſubject of an air: be
cauſe rarely any attention is paid to the anda
mento of the melody being natural, and cor
reſponding to the ſenſe of the words it is to
convey; beſides, the extravagant varieties
which it is now made to ſhift and turn about
after, cannot be managed to tend to one
common centre, or 'point of unity. For the
chief view of our preſent muſical compoſers
is to court, flatter and ſurprize the ears, but
not at all either to affect the heart, or kindle
the imagination oſ thoſe who hear them;
wherefore, to accompliſh their favourite end,
they frequently bound over all rules. To
he prodigal of ſhining paſſages, to repeat
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words without end, and muſically to inter
weave or entangle them as they pleaſe, are
the three principal methods by which they
carry on their operations.
The firſt of theſe expedients is indeed big
with danger, when we attend to the good eſ
ſect that is to be expected from melody, be
cauſe through its middle ſituation it poſſeſſes
more of the virezZ. Moreover, muſic de
lights to make a uſe of acute notes in her
compoſitions ſimilar to that which painting
does with ſtriking lights in-her performances.
In regard to brilliant paſſages, common ſenſe
forbids the introduction of them, excepting
where the words are expreffive of paffion or
movement, otherwiſe they deſerve no milder
an appellation, than being ſo many imperti
nent interruptions of the muſical ſenſe.
The repeating of words and thoſe chiming
rencounters that are made for the ſakc of
ſound merely, and are devoid of meaning,
prove intolerable to a judicious ear. Words
are to be treated in no other manner but ac
cording as the paffion dictates ; and when the
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ſenſe of an air is finiſhed, the firſt part of it
ought never to be ſung over again; which
is one of our modern innovations, and quite
repugnant to the natural proceſs of our ſpeech
and Paffions, that are not accuſtomed to
thus tum about, and recoi-l upon them
ſelves.
Moſt people, who frequent our Italian.
theatres, muſt have obſerved, that even when
the ſenſe of an air breathes a rouzed and
furious tendoncy, yet if the words Father or
Son be in the text, the compoſer never fails
to flacken his notes, to give them all the
ſoftneſs he can, and to ſtop in a moment
the impetuoſity of the tune. Moreover he
flatters himſelf, on ſuch occaſion, that, be
ſides having cloathed the words with ſenti
mental ſounds ſuitable to them, he hath alſo
given to them an additional ſeaſoning of va
nety.
But in our ſenſe he hath entirely ſpoiled all '
with ſuch a diſſonance of expreffion, that will
ever be objected to by all who have the leaſt
Ipretenfions tojudgment and taſte. The duty
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of- a compoſer is to expreſs the ſenſe, not of
this or that particular word, but the com
prehenſive meaning of all the words in the
. air. It is alſo his duty to make variety How
from the ſeveral modiſications the ſubject in
itſelf is capable of; and not from adjuncts,
that adventitioufly. faſten themſelves thereon,
jand are ſoreign from, prepoſterous, or repug
'nant to, the poet's intention.
It ſeems that our compoſers take the 'ſame
miſtaken pains which ſome writers do; who,
regardleſs of connection and order in a diſ
courſe, bend all their thoughts to collect and
ſtring together a number of finely (ounding
words. But, notwithſtanding ſuch words
are ever ſo harmonious, a diſcourſe ſo
written would prove an uſeleſs, vain, and
contemptible performance. The ſame may
be ſaid of every .muſical Compoſition, which
is not calculated either to expreſs ſome
ſentiment, or awaken the idea of ſome
imagery of the mind ". Like what we
' Tou'e muſigue gui ne [se/"e rist', 'l'rſt oue du bruz'r, &5'
ſam 1'baþitude, Qui den/'ture eout, 'He ne ſeraie gurrer ply: de
p/a'fir,
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have compared it to, it muſt turn out but _
'an uſeleſs and a vain production, which,
ſhould it be received with a temporary
and flight applauſe, muſt ſoon be con
ſigned to perpetual ſilence and ohlivion,
notwithſtanding all the art that might have
been employed in chufing the muſical com
binutions. On the contrary, thoſe airs alone
remain ſor ever engraven on the memory of.
the'publick, that paint 'images to the mind,
or expreſs the paffions, and are for that rea
ſon called the ſpeaking airs, becauſe more
congenial to nature; which can never bejuſtly
imitated, but by a beautiful ſimplicity, which
will always bear away the pa'lm from the moſt.
laboured refinements of art.
Although poetry and muſic be ſo near a-kin
to each other, yet they have purſued different
views here in ltaly. The muſe preſiding
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it is not to be doubted, that whenever mu-
ſic ſhall be reſtored to her' priſtine dignity,
Operas will be honoured with the attention'
of the public, and. be heard with the great
efl delight from the beginning to the end,
1 becauſe then a grateful ſilence will be im
'poſed on all ſpectators; whereas, quite the
contrary is now obſervable in our theatres;
on entering one of which, ſo great a confu
ſion and uproar is heard, as to reſemble the
bellowing of a wood in a ſtorm, or the roar
ing of the ſea to a tempeſtuous wind *.- Even,
the moſt attentive oſ our now 'Opera-fre
quenters can be ſilent only to hear ſome air of
Bravura; but they are all defire at the dances,
which can never begin too ſoon for their im
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CHAP. IV.
ON THE DANCES.
CHAP. V.
on SCENERY, Dness,'&c.
CHAP. VI.
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nothing but giving a looſe to ornamental at-z
.chievings, and all the expenſive pomp of her
art; which, indeed, rendered ſuch ediſices
beautiful to the eyes of common beholders,
but to the judicious they appeared culpable,
becauſe deviating from their intent.
As many debates upon this head, ſet the
curious about enquiring what were the fitteſt
materials to build a theatre with, as well as
about the dimenſrons and form it ought
to have, and the diſpoſition of the boxes,
and how they ſhould be decorated; it will
not be departing from our ſubject, to ex
amine thoſe articles a little. For fince, as
far as in our power lay, the requiſite form of
an Opera has been delineated; it is not im
proper now, to determine the moſt commo
dious form that can be given to the ſabric in
which it is to be exhibited, for thejoint en
"tertainment of our ſight and hearing.
In regard to the firſt article, the materials,
we cannot but very much approve the practice
of thoſe, who in building theatres, contrive
that the galleries and the ſtairs be of brick or
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* if the box be hung with tapeRry ; whereas, they
are reflected full, ſonorous, and agreeable to
the ear, when the boxes are only boarded;
which is an obvious proof, and confirmed by
experience, that the beſt lining for the inte
riour part of a theatre is wood, and, preſer
ably, that ſpecies of which muſical inſtru
ments are made, on account of its being more
apt than any other, when ſtruck by ſound,
to be agitated by the kind of vibrations, that
are the moſt analogous with the organ of
hearing.
The ancients, it is true, had vaſes made of
bronze, fixed in certain places of their thea
tres, in order to encreaſe the ſound of the
actor's voice; but ſuch ediſices, among them,
were made of ſolid materials, viz. Rone,
cement, or marble, which, are by no means
reſounding: while, on the contra-ry, ſuch re
fources were unneceſſary, in thoſe made of
wood; whoſe gift it is, as Vitruvius aſſerts,
to reflect ſounds *.' And thus this great
CONCLUSIOÞL
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ZENEAS IN TROY--
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ANOPERA.
AGAMEMNON
AcnrtLes
ULYSSES
CLYTEMNESTRA, wife of Agamemnon
IPHrcENrA, daughter of Agamemnon
CALcHAs, high prieſt
ARCAS, one ofAgamemnon's houſhold officers
A BAND of ſoldiers belonging to Agamemnon
A BAND of Grecian nymphs
A BANDlof virgins conſecrated to Diana
A BANn of prieſts
A BAND of flavcs, captiv'es, and ſoldiers be
longing to Achilles.
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IPHIGENIA IN AULIS.
AC_T I.
The theatre repreſents the Grecian camp,
near the city of Aulis. A fleet of ſhips is
ſeen at the bottom of the ſtage. On the
' front part of it is the entrance to the royal
tent ofAgamemnon. The theatre, dark
at firſt, becomes gradually enlightened,
S C E N E I,
AonMEMNoN, ARCAS.
AGAMEMNON.
Come Arcas ; haſte: obey your ſov'reign's call.
ARCAS.
X-Vhy thus great king ſore-run the morning's
dawn ?
No-e'yes but yours in Aulis do yet wake;
The birds, the winds, the Euripus is ſtill,
An univerſal ſilence reigns o'er all.
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A o A ME MN o N. _
Happy who, far from glory and renown,
Nor know their ſplendour,nor the cares annex'gi.
ARCAS. .
CanAgamemnon,ſprungfromthund'ringJove,
Chief of our arm-y, firſt of twenty kings,
Supreme commander of a thouſand ſhips,
By leagued Greece 'gainſt Aſia's ſhore em
ploy'd,
Speak ſuch deſpondingwords asthoſel'veheard?
Fair Iphigenia is your lovely daughter,
And her, Achilles (of a goddeſs born,
The ſoremoſt hero of our Grecian bands,
By fate appointed Ilion to deſtroy)
VVoo's ſorhis wiſe, and hopes for yourconſent.
What other boon have you from heav'n to
wiſh Z' _
>Tis true ; that long ſuſpended by a calm_'.
But ha l what tears guſh from your royal
eyes l
Weep you for the loſs of young Oreſtes?
Your queen expir'd, or Iphigenia dead 3
. AGAMEMNON.
Thou- ſhalt not die 3 I never will conſent.
AncAs.
Dread ſil-o-v-FF'
AGAMEMNON.
Thou know'ſt three moons are now
elaps'd
Since by' this calm, which ſtill detains us here,
We were impeded in our-'courſe to Troy.
Struck at the portent, I ſummon'd Calchas
To learn the cauſe. He to Diana's ſhrine -
(The goddefs here ador-Fd) devout repair'd.
But Ol what racking agopics I felt,
When he brought anſwer back, that the pure.
_ blood '
Of Iphigenia ſaeriſic'd- (my child l)
Was the price deſtin'd for the fall of Troy.
ARCAS.
To ſacriſice your child l--..
rctor.rvrr-zrvmoir.
Ev'n ſo, good Arcas.
Urg'd by ambition, and Ulyſſes' wiles,
r'Gainſt nature's voicel did indeed conſent.-
But then what ſcheme, what artifice to uſe,
To draw the daughter from the mother's arms!
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All would prove vain; 'till in Achilles' name
To wed the princeſs hither, ſhe's invited,
XVith Clytemneſtra to behold the rites.
ARCAS.
ſil'hinkyou, fir, the haughtyproudAchilles
XVill tamely bear to have his name abus'd.
AGAMEMNON. _
He then was far from Aulis and from me,
His father Peleus' realm from hoſtile troops
To guard; we b'liev'd ſo glorious an exploit
YVould fill up all his ſoul ; nor let him think
Of us, till that were over ; which ſome time
Muſt keep him occupied : but his dread
ſword
What pow'r can long reſiſt ? At his approach
Far fled the f0e.-He march'd, he ſaw, he
vanquiſh'd ;
And to our camp did yeſterday return.
Gueſs my Confuſion ;-but that is not all.
A father's feelings for a fav'rite child
Harrow my heart, nor can my eyes know reſt.
Sure heav'n can't countenancea crimelike this.
'Tis only meant to try, _how I ſhould bear,
Submiflive to its will, ſo dire a blow,
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But thou chos'n confident of what I feel,
Fly with this letter, intercept their coming;
On that depends my Iphigenia's life -
Join with the contents which l have written ;
Tell 'em Achilles, lukewarm in his love,
Deſers to wed 'till Troy be overthrown.
If ſhe to Aulis come, ſhe dies.-Ulyſſes,
Calchas, and the aſſembled Greeks, will all
Demand her Virgin blood.-Speed, Arcas,
ſpeed,
'Save her from them; and from a father's
Weakneſs.
ARCAS.
With wings of zeal, I'll execute your will. .
[Exit
AGAMEMNON.
A 1 R. '
Say, Diana, goddeſs bright,
Can you ſuch an act endure,
As to ſhock your heav'nly ſight
With blood, royal, chaſte and pure.
But hark l-a noiſe, as oſ approaching feet."
Achilles, Gods l-- with him fell Ulyſſes.
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SCENEII.
AGAMIMNON, ACHILLES, ony-sans.
AGAMEMNON.
Amazing, fir, the conqueſt you have made!
With victory you march'd againſt the foe,
And (ſame your herald) now return to Auiis.
Leſhos, the ſtrongeſt City t'hat's ailied
Toperjur'd Troy, you vanquiſh'd in yourway,
To ſave your native Theſſaly from havoc.
Exploi'ts like theſe, to y'ou are but amuſements.
AGHILLES.
May heav'n, great moharch, friendly to out
wiſhes,
Soon open to my ſword a nobler field
For glorious deeds.-But firſt let me expreſs
Thejoy with which my raptur'd boſom glows,
On hearing a report, which glads my foul, '
That I'm to wed your daughter, and that ſoon,
Ev'n here in Auiis Hymen wiil unite us,
And render me the happieſt of men.
AGAMEMNON.
Who told you, prince, that Iphigenia_ comes?
YZS
AcH1LLEs
YVhy thus alarm'd .P Can ſuch news then
bode ill i
AGAMEMNON.
[aſide to Ulyſſes]
Think you he knows the ſtratagem we've us'd?
ULYS'SES.
Not without reaſon Agamemnon wonders,
Illuſtrious hero, that while adverſe heav'n
Oppoſes our intent, and th' angry gods
Are, by th' effuſion of moſt precious blood,
To be prevail'd on to eſpouſe our cauſe ;
You think of nothing but the joys of love,
And Claſping Iphigenia in your arms.
ACHILLES.
My deeds among Troy's ſons ſhall ſoon de
clare, '
'Who pants for glory more, or thou, or I-,
I born of Thetis, thou Laertes' ſon.
I leave to you political intrigues,
Or talk inglorious of conſulting entrails,
And flaughter'd victims, why the winds are
dumb.
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But think not, fir, [to Agam.] the nuptials
I ſolicit, '
YVill in the leaſt abate my thirſt of fame.
No-the few hours I may here give to love,
Troy ſhall repay with meaſure of revenge.
AGAMEMNON.
Why, cruel heavln, debar our way to Troy?
Have I then ſeen ſo many heroes met,
Put to lament their diſappointed hopes,
And all ,with ſhame oppreſs'd,return toGreece.
ULYSSES.
XVhat have I heard our ſov'reign ſay l
ACHlLLES.
Great king, .
You mean not ſure as you have ſpoke !
AGAMEMNON.
Too true :
Heav'n's partial favour has for Troy declar'd,
By various preſages in its behalf.
ACHILLES.
What various preſages ? I've heard of none!
AGAMEMNON.
Remember, fir, concerning thy own life,
-t'v-hat in clear terms the oracle foretold.
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ACHILLES. .
- I dorememher well the ſates' decree,
As by the anſwer to my mother given,
That I enjoy a ſhort, but glorious life,
Or without fame drag on a chain of years.
.The choice I've made ſhall now be crown'd
with love;
And then from Troy new laurels ſhall I reap,
Or, iſ there fall, my ſame will ever flouriſh.
AIR.
S C E N E Ill.
AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES.
O, what a cruel conflict tears my breaſt!
ULYSSES.
Is it Achilles can have wrought this change?
1 AGAMEMNON.
Nor he, nor Ajax, Diomed, nor all
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The kings, combined in this war 'gainſt Troy, _
Could Agamemnon force to change reſolves.
uLYssE's
What muſt I now conclude theſe ſmother'd
ſighs,
And ſpeech ambiguous,can po'rtend? has then
One night o'erturn'd the work oſ ma'ny days?
AGAMEMNON.
Not ſo, Ulyſſes ; but my heart can't b'lieve, -
That gracious heaven commands to flay a
child.
ULYssEs.
I know not Agamemnon, irr theſe words.
Has not th' avow'd interpreter of Gods,
Calchas, to whom the will ofheav'n is known,
Declar'd in terms, that leave no room to
doubt?
AGAMEMNON.
Perplex'd and intricate are heav'nly mandates,
_ And oft ſuperior to the reach of mortals.
ULYSSES.
Remember, fir, you owe your child to Greece.
Your word i's giv'n.-Why did I ſay to
Greece ?
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To your own houſe's fame, you owe her
blood.
ls't not t' avenge the inſult it receiv'd.
The Grecian kings aſiemble on this ſhore.
who call'd us hither ? You, now rais'd above
Your fellow ſovereigns, their chief elect.
Shall itbe ſaid our gen'ral's firſt command
Was to diſmiſs ſo great a league inglorious, -
And ſhrink ſupinely from the taſk of honour 3
Turning our backs on victory, that wooes
To certain conqueſt and immortal ſame.
AcAflB'fiNoſſ.
You 'talk it nobly, fir; but were your-forty
Telemachus, like Iphigenia, doom'd ;
Were you to ſee him at the altar plac'd,
The facred fillet round his temples bound,
His boſom barſi'd 'for th' executive blow,
Like me you'd doubt the oracle's decree,
And, to protect, ruſh between him and "CaI
chas.
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ÞUETTO'
AGAMEMNON."
Behold my child, breathleſs lying,
What plaints, what tears, what groansl
View a wretched mother ſighing ;
Such precious blood a people moans.
Let a father's feelings move you.
ULYSSES.
Behold proud Troy, vanquiſh'd lying,
What plaints, what tears, what groansl
View a proſtrate people ſighing,
There's martial muſic in their moans.
Let a hero's feelings prove you.
AGAMEMNON.
SCENE IV.
CHORUS.
Not the fam'd Helen, won by Paris,
As beauteous lphigenia fair is.
And now ſhe comes to wed Achilles 3
Of gods conſenting ſuch the will is.
[While the chorus fing, Clytemneſtra
and Iphigenia deſcend from the car,
affiſted by the Grecian women.
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ULYSSES.
Advance, bright dames ; let not the pomp
of war, '
Or ſight unuſual of an army fright ye,
CLYT-IMNEGTRA.
My eyes in vain for Agamcmnon ſeek; '
He ſhcuid be firſt to meet us on arriv'mg.
IPHIGENIA.
Some luekleſs accident detains him from us.
vLYssE's.
The weighty cares attendant on his rank,
May for ſome moments keep him from your
ſight.
Mean while do you, fair Iphigenia, come,
And (hew your beauty to the Grecian troops,
As a kind "flat, propitious to out league.
CHORUS.
A C T. II.
The theatre repreſents a .colonade, through
which gardens are ſeen.
S C E N E- I.
AGAMEMNON aloneſ
\Vhat ſtroke of adverſe fortune has contriv'd
That faithful Arcas ſhould miſtake his way?
In what have I deſerv'd the wrath ofheav'n ?
To me, this day isbig with miſery.
I hear Ulyſſes, Calchas, Menelaus
Demand, both in the name of Greece and
heav'n,
My child for victim-She comes-What a'
- meeting! '
Hold heart-I fain would ſhun her, but I
can't.
S C E N E II.
AGAMEMNON, IPHIGENIA. '
Why, fir, avoid the preſence of your child P
There was atime you would notflight me thus.
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W-hat mighty cares have from me ween'd
your heart i
As duty urg'd, I yielded to the queen,
The firſt occaſion of embracing you ;
Now, in my turn, I hope to ſhare that ſa vour.
AGAMEMNON.
Come to your father's arms, never more
fond.
IPHLGERXA.
Tranſporting newsl-PMY boſom hounds with
joy P
W'hat cxtacy, to ſee you now ſopreme,
O'er all theGrecian ſovreigns here aſſembled i
AGAMEMNON.
Your-innocence deſerves a better father.
IPHIGENIA.
A better cannot be ; ſor which, kind heaven
Receives my conſtant and moſt grateful thanks.
AGAMEMNON [aſide.]
How l let her know the ſecret of her ſate.
* IPHIGENlA.
There's ſomething laþ'ring in your breaſt ;
theſe ſighs '
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You fain would ſmother, but confirm it
more.
'Tis with anxiet'y you look on me.
Are we from Argos come without your order?
AGAMEMNON.
Alas ! miſtake me not. Your father's eyes
Vſith the ſame wonted tenderneſs behold you.
But ſuch eventſul changes have ta'en place,
The joy of ſeeing you is daſh'd with ſorrow.
IPHIGENIAn
Forget a moment your ſuperior rank
In achild's preſence - be my father ſtill,
Nor bluſh to ſee me happy in your kindneſs..
'Tis ſaid, fir, that a ſolemn ſacriſice
By Calchas, to the heavenly powers, anon
Is to be made.
AGAMEMNCN.
Heart-rending queſtion l
IPHIGENIA.
Will You indulge me to be preſent, fir,
And join the gen'ral pray'r for your ſucceſs ?
The Greeks would wonder not to ſee me there.
AGAMEMNON.
Good heaven l
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IPHICENIA.
You ſpeak not, fir!
AGAMEMNON.
Child, you'll be there.
D U E T T o.
- IPHlGENIA.
Pcriſh the Trojan cauſe of' all your griefl.
AGAMEMNON.
Conqueſhto pain like mine, brings no relief.
IPHlGENIA.
Why not? explain to me this hidden woe. '
ACAMEMNON.
For your lov'd ſa"ke, I cannot more relatc.
IPHIGENIA.
Ye guardian pow'rs of Greece, protect my
ſire.
AGAMEMNON.
Now, cruel Gods, relent in her behalf.
[ Both together. J
Periſh the Trojan cauſe of all our grief.
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SCENE IiI.
IPHIGENlA [alone]
This cold reception of a father chills me.
Vſhat can I gather from thoſe low'ring looks,
Thoſe half-form'd words, deep ſighs, and
ſtarting tears ? '
Alas l how different from what I hop'd,
Has our cold meeting been? Leaving Argos,
I fancied Iſhould ſee my father haile
To joyſully embrace us as we came;
A nd with him,as th'attendants on his greatneſs,
Ajax, and Diomed, and Menelaus,
And -l'hetis' ſon, the braveſt of them all,
Achilles, my betroth'd- by all neglected :
I'm leſt alone ; my father even ſhuns me. '
What can have caus'd ſuch conllernation ?
Say, Virgin goddeſs, in this clime rever'd,
If e'er diſpleafing hath my worſhip prov'd ;
Or if impure, the ſacriſice l made.
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S C E N E IV.
lPHIGENlA, CLYTEMNESTRA.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Ah daughter, under what unhappy ſtar
Came we from Argos to ill boding Aulis ?
Vv'ith what indiff'rence has the king receiv'd
us l .
IPHrdENIA.
The cares.of ſtate weigh heavy on his mind,
His anxious thoughts to carry on the war
For cruſhing Troy, uſurp his whole regard 5
And for awhile make tenderneſs ſubſide.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
No ;--'tis ſome other cauſe, to me unknown,
But which, ere long, l'll learn l'll draw't
from Arcas ;
That faithful flave, by Tyndarus, my father,
To me was giv'n, whom I to Agamemnon
Have reſign'd-But what delays Achilles?
Invited in his name, we're hither come.
No intervening conqucſt can detain him.
From Hector, Priam, and from Troy's proud:
walls,
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VVe're by the ſea divided - the prince afks
Your hand in marriage, as a juſt reward
Of all the Trojan warriors he ſhall flay ;
And yet he comes not- it is wond'rous all.
IPHICENIA.
Our haplel-s race is doom'd to new diſaſters.
A 1 R.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Though hemm'd in by troops, and a woman,
I'll know
T'efface an affront by a nzoſt vengeſul blow.
Nor ſov'reign, nor prince, ſhall unpuniſh'd
remain,
If to our high ſlation they offer a ſtain.
- IPHICENIA.
Here comes Achilles-wrongly he's accus'd.
S C E N E V.
IPHIGZNIA, CLYTEMNESTRA, ACHILLES.
[Achilles is followed by ſoldiers crowned
with laurel ; Leſbian flaves, of both ſexes,
carrying trophies, vaſes, and other ſpoil:
taken from the enemy]
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ACHILLES.
Hail, princeſs l Agamemnon's beauteous
child ;
On thee alone my happineſs depends.
And may th' exploits, which I am doom'd
t'atchieve
Againſt Troy's chiefs, inſure me all your love.
[turns to Clytemneſtra-J
Nor will my mother, Thetis, tho' divine,
Bluſh, Clytemneſtra's ſiſter to be call'd,
The queen and conſort to the king of kings.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
CHORUS of captives.
Lelbos, to bold Achilles yields,
He ſometimes will ſweet thraldom prove;
The princeſs' arms prefer'd to ſhields.
Be ever ſung the pow'r of love.
CHORUS ofGreeks.
ALL TOGETHER.
'A C T Ill.
An apartment in the palace.
S C E N E I.
AGAMEMNON.
A 1 R
Sweet hope, beſt gift of heav'n to cheer
Deſponding mortals in their woe,
Or gild the gloomy ſhades of fear,
And black deſpair to overthrow.
You raiſe the peaſant to a throne ;
.Do not my pious vow diſown.
Let the fell monſters who delight in blood,
Aſcribe their ſavage nature to the gods.
I can't think heav'n commands atroeiou'
crimes ;
Nay, I'm determin'd to conſult its will,
No more impos'd on by deſigning prieſts.
Too long the ear of Greece hath been deceiv'd
By ſuch, who're like ourſelves to error prone.
A mob implicit raiſes them to pow'r ;
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And yet, why thus reluctant to proceed ?
Ifth'oracle demands my child - ſhe dies.
Ulyſſes comes ; I tremble leſt he chide.
S C E N E II.
AGAMEMNON, ULYSSES.
ULYSSES.
Now learn the friendly effort I have made,
To win ſtern Calchas to approve your wiſh;
Who, firſt, indignant at my offer mild,
Exclaim'd-ls our religion ſcorn'd ? By whom?
Our chief, who ſhould the firſt example give,
Of due obedience to the gods decree ;
Elſe, muſt we never hope to conquer Troy.
AGAMEMNON.
Imperious, haughty prieſt, whoſe tow'ring
pride " '
Would fain uſurp ſupreme authority ;
And lord it over all the kings of Greece,
By his falſe prophecies, and juggling dreams.
His tongue, ill-omen'd to_Atreus' houſe,
Ne'er yet aught pleafing to our ears foretold ;
Nor hath he done a deed good men would
praiſe. '
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ULYBSES.
I thought, 'as ſoon I ſhould from Paris gain,
Helen to be return'd to Menelaus,
As your admiffion to the ſacred temple.
But I ſuch pow'rſul arguments have urg'd
For fire, for daughter, for your patriot cares,
And homage to the gods (their will made
known) '
That forc'd him to relent-let's thither now,
And the ſame gods, who fir'd me in your.
cauſe,
Will to yourſelſ declare th'award of heav'n.
S C E N E III.
CLYTEMNESTRA, IPHIGENlA, AGAMEM
NoN, ULYSSES. '
CL'YTl-ZMNESTRA.
Stop, fir, unfold what myſtery contriv'd..
' AGAMEMNON.
'Tis now no time to afk ; I muſt be gone
To learn what deſtiny the gods intend use
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S C E N E IV.
CLYTEMNESTRA, IPHIGENIA.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Alas, my child l your father flies our ſight,
He's gone to haſten ſome diſaſtrous act :
Hence, ſault'ring words, and ſo much grieſ.
lPHIGENlA.
Ah, me!
CLYTFMNESTRA. .
You know not all your ſorrows yet.
lPHIGl-ZNIA.
What means the queen ?
CLYTEMNESTRA.
This note by Arcas giv'n,
But.now, into my hand, imparts, the king
Had ſent us orders to return to Argos.
IPHlGENIA.
How l not to haſten our arrival here ?
CLYTEMNESTRA.
And the pretext was, that Achilles' will
Was to defer his nuptials, till fall'n Troy
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Should yield to you its conqueror renown'd.
Alas l the purport was to ſacriſice thee.
IPHlGENIA.
Good heav'n l
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Arcas miſtook his way - Ruin l
IPHlGENIA.
Have I been born for ſuch an hapleſs end ?
In public, ſacriſic'd before the Greeks!
Cruel deceivers l how they lur'd my hopes
On a triumphal car, thro' Aulis' ſtreets,
To light the torches for the rites of hymem.
I was intended for Achilles' bride,
Now I'm devoted to untimely death.
CLYTEMNESTRA. '
It ſhall not be, your mother will oppoſe,
And ſnatch you from th'aſſaffinating hands
Of parent-Brave Achilles, cruel too,
Shall join in my reſentment, to cbaſtiſe
A plot, thus varniſh'd in that prince's name.
It makes him ſharer in the monſtrous crime 5_
A crime, which he'll not eaſily forgive.
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IPHICENIA.
Ahl be not ſo incens'd againſt my fire.
The letter proves he meant to ſave my life,
By his commanding our return to Argos.
Perhaps, he yet may ſome expedient find,
To ſave me from impending deſtiny :
He'shere all pow'rſul,and he loves his daughter.
But with what eyes can I revifit Argos?
I, who thence parted 'midſt acclaiming
crowds,
'Midſt ſcſtive muſic, and adance oſjoy;
I, that was going to eſpouſe Achilles,
To be acknowledg'd queen of Pthia's realm 3
That there made happy in Achilles' love,
I ſhould a race oſ heroes give to Greece,
Who would not prove unworthy oſ their ſire.
But ſuch vain thoughts adieu- now welcome
l-xtel -
I will reſign ; and without murm'ring die,
Since ſo my father and the gods reſolve,
Nor ſhall there be a cauſe to blame my con
duct.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Helen, how fatal'to the race of Atreus ?
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Shame of thy ſex, and a reproach to Greece,
Thy baneful beauty proves thus kindling war,
Between the pow'rs of Europe and of Alla.
VVhat tears you make me ſhed ? Was't not
enough
To have diſhonour'd'ihe chaſte nuptial bed
Of Menelaus, but a brother's child
Muſt for your wantonneſs be ſacrific'd ? .
IPHlGENIA.
Unleſs you can command your ſorrow more,
I well foreſce, more miſchiefs will enſue ;
- Should you attempt to interpoſe, 'twere vain :
Such diſobedience to a husband's will,
E'en could you gain on him, would nought
avail,
Becauſe, he'd, too, rebel againſt the gods:
But, if Achilles' ſword ſhould interfere
To reſcue lphigenia from ſuch woe, ,
Diſcord among the Grecian chiefs would rage,
Order muſt fly the camp, and heav'n alon'e
Can tell, how ſuch a mutiny would end.
Now let me end the cares oflife,
Nor be expos'd to longer ſtrife ;
But let my death prevent the woe,
That ready ſeems on Greece to flow.
S C E N E V.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
30 good, ſo mild, ſo excellent a child,
Can heav'n command a father to deſtroy ?
NQ- fell ambition, nature's ſureſt foe,
That prompts, and not the gods, to ſuch a
crime.
A I R.
I cannot yet diſcern "
That the decree is truth',
The whole I'll ſtrive to learn,
And thereby ſave her youth.
cALcHAs.
Thro' ſpecial favour, Agamemnon, learn,
The goddeſs here ador'd, a ſecond time
Now deigns, that you interrognte her ſhrine.
HALF-AlR.
AGAMEMNON.
CALcHAs.
Mortals attend ; the goddeſs means to ſpeak.
The ORACzl-E.
If, Grecians, ye expect to land at Troy,
The blood of Iþhigenia muſt be ſhed.
AGAMEMNON.
What cruel ſounds to a fond father's ea-r.
CHORUS..
A C T. IV.
A gallery in the palace.
SCENE I.
AGAMEMNON alone.
[The ſcene opens to pathetic muſic.]
SCENE II.
ACAMEMNON, CLYTEMNESTRA, IPHIGENXA.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Now, fir, we're met, tho' midſt the din of
arms,
And crowding caresofyourſupremecommand,
Let, fir, your queenxs, a mother's voice be
heard.
My child and I have been ſeduc'd from Argos,
Hither to haſte, that (he might wed Achilles;
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Then we are told, the prince has ehang'd his
mind',
Nor wilI' in marriage join, 'till Troy's o'er
thrown ;
Yet he in perſon urges the eſpouſal,
And will not hence depart on other terms. -
AGAMEMNON.
The right's in me to rule my daughter's fate.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
I know it is, thou barb'rous, cruel' father.
Why now diſſemble? I have learn'd your plot.
AGAMEMNON.
Then the falſe Arcas has betray'd my ſecret.
IPHIGENIA.
No, royal fir, you have not been betray'd._.
When you'll command, I'm ready to obey.
My life is yours; you'll take but what you
gave :
And you ſhall find I'll die a hero's daughter,
Nor will my boſom ſhrink from Calchas' knife.
However, if obedient innocence,
And full ſubmiffion to the will of heav'n,
Were worthy of a better fate, my lot_
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Is hard indeed, from ſuch inviting joys,
To be thus prematurely torn, in life's
Gay bloom ;-an'd, O Sir! deign now to
remember,
That the once lov'd, but now loſt Iphigenia,
Firſt call'd you by the tender name of father;
And in return you call'd her that of child.
How many fond embraces have I ſelt!
Me you've long deſtin'd for Achilles' bride,
Becauſe a hero worthy your alliance.
And with what joy us'd I to hear recounted
The various kingdoms ye were both to con
quer.
I did not think the auſpice of your triumphs
Was to be fought in Iphigenia's blood.
AGAMEMNON.
'Tis but too true; nor can l yet conceive
By what crime I've deſerv'd the ire of heav'n.
But you are nam'd, nor is't in mortal pow'r
T' elude its high Lbeheſt : the murm'ring
Greeks,
By Calchas' tongue inſatiate for your blood,
Will -mutiny, and execute by force
What better were ſubmitted to with mildneſs.
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Long did I force myſelf to doubt, but now
The oracle a ſecond time has ſpoke.
Unlucky Arcas was diſpateh'd to meet you,
'And interdict your coming to the camp.
By that intent what dangers I provok'd,
Both to our rank and realm, to Greece com
bin'd.
But heav'n thought otherwiſe, and from the
path
He ſhould have'ta'en,made faithful Arcas ſtray.
' Vain then, on my ſide, would prove 'all at
tempts.
The fatal hour is come ; when dying, ſhew
The oracle's unjuſt, and you're my daughter.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Thou doſt not, monſter, now belye thy race ;
Of the ſame blood with Atreus and Thyeſtes.
Barbarian,canſt thou th us condemn a child ?
Next ſend her breathleſs corſe for me to
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HaveI then brought her hither tobe butcher'd,
And muſt I ehildleſs now return to Argos,
By the ſame roads where flow'rs were ſtrew'd
before her ?
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A l R
SCENE IiI.
ACHlLLES, AGAMEMNON, cLYTEMNEsTRA,
and IPHIGENlA.
ACHmLes.
Sir, I'm alarm'd at the report I've heard,
And ſcarce can think it true; that in my name,
From Argos hither Iphigeni-a call'd,
Is in the temple to be ſacriſic'd.
Have I then, fir, your inſtrument been made, '
To lure the prineeſs from her native home,
For an intent ſo horrid, and 'gainſt nature ?
AGAMEMNQN. .
Thoſe of my rank, for what they pleaſe to do,
Are not aecount'ablc to inſeriors.
But, when the proper moment is arriv'd,
You and all Greece ſhall learn my daughter's
ſate.
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CLYTEMNESTRA
Execrable tyrant!
AcmLLEs.
Evaſrve king,
Too well I know the ſate which you intend.
' AGAMEMNON.
Why aſk of me, what you already know ?
ACHILLES.
Patience, ye gods !-Why aſk F-Can your
heart own
So black, ſo impious a reſolu-tion.
But iſ it does-then think not that Achilles
Will be a tame ſpectator oſ thy crime.
His love, his honour, urge him to protect her.
IPHIGENIA.
Good heav'n, what miſchiefs am I like to
cauſe!
Fatal diſſenſion 'twixt my honour'd fire,
And the lov'd hero, I once hop'd to wed.
No, let me die, and put an end to all
The rifing obſtacles to certain glory :
Since' 'tis decreed ye cannot land at Troy,
But thro' th' effuſion oſ my hapleſs blood.
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There let your valiant deeds make Trojan
dames, _
In their loſt ſons and huſbands rue my fall.
Tho' 'tis forbid that I ſhall be your bride,
.Yet will our names be join'd thro' ages down,
And my death deem'd the ſource of all your
glory. -
ACHlLLES.
Talk not of dying while Achilles lives,
'And that my eyes behold yon radiant ſun.
With this good executive ſword of mine,
The foremoſt ofthem all ſhall bite the ground,
'VVho'd arrogantly dare diſpute my right.
AGAMEMNON.
Such menaces, and in our preſence too,
Become thee not; nor will I ſuffer, prince.
i - ACHILLES.
Become me not! when Agamemnon dares
To wrong me in the tend'reſt part, my love.
If-thou'rt a king o'er kings, knowI.'m Achilles,
And that I've ſworn youi-daughter ſhall not die.
i AGAMEMNON.
And will you, prince, diſpute a father's
pow'r?
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ACHILLES-.
'Your pow'r of father is no more; ſhe's mine
By love, by promiſe mine ; was't not to wed
With Peleus' ſon, that ſhe from Argos came?
AGAMEMNON.
Implead the gods, who've otherwiſe ordain'd;
Blame the whole camp, Ulyſſes, Menelaus,
Calchas, who're not ſo culpable as thou.
' ACHILL'ES.
I culpable! _
AGAMEMNON.
Yes thou, whoſe wild ambition
Was ever railing 'gainſt th' oppofing gods,"
That here detain'd us. I the meahs propos'd
By which ſhe might be ſav'd, but you rejected;
And that was to decline the war with Troy;
You'd hear of nought but Ilion overturn'd.
Now thither haſte, her blood inſures its fall.
AQHlLLESa
Barbarian,-mercileſs, and bloody king,
What had Troy done to draw on 'my refent
- ment?
Thence no ſhips ever fail'd for Theſſaly,
.With hoſtile troops, our ſubjects to invade 5
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SCENE .IV.
CLYTEMNESTBA, IPHIGENIA.
CLY'nEMNESTRA.
Your father's gone, and gives you up to fate.
O, my poor child, and are we thus topart l
- IPHrGENIA.
O, ſun l thou ehearing light to mortal eyes,
Soon Iphigenia will behold no more
Thy friendly beams-I take my farewel view_
CLYTEMNBsT-RA. .
Do not deſpond, Achilles' love-will ſave thee,
And ſnatch thee from a tyrant father's pow'r.
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IPHIGENIA.
O madam! in the name of all the gods,
Perſuade him not to riflc his life for mine.
Of what avail to feed illuſive hopes ?
Diana is determin'd on her victim,
And to oppoſe her will would fruitleſs prove.
No, for my country's good, I die reſign'd
O, why thus ſilent, and why flow theſe tears'_
. CLYTBMNESTXA. '
Have I not cauſe to weep, my child? My
tongue,
By grief- oppreſt, denies its wanted uſe.
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tPHrGENrA.
lnſtead of adding to, ſupport my Weakneſs.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Ah me! muſt I return alone to Argos,
Without my child; and when I'm there ar.
riv'd,
In vain, to chear my ſolitary walks,
Shall I in fancy ſeek for Iphigenia.
IPHIGENIA.
Madam, once more have pity on your
child,
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Nor with ſuch'tender plaints unnerve mc.-*
There's one requeſt I' hope you'll not reſuſe.
CLYTEMNESTRA. '
If in my pow'r, I can ret"uſe thee nothing. .
IPHIGENIA.
Then do not, on account of my diſaſter,
Or by rent veil, torn, or diſhevell'd locks,
Betray the leaſt regret that l'm no more.
CLY'I'EMNESTRA.
Of thee depriv'd, I never can return.
IPHIGENIA.
Comfort my ſire, and Ohl upbraid him not.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Your death muſt draw down vengeance on his
head.
IPHIGENlA. \
My death's no crime oſ his 3 'tis heav'n's
command ; i '
The weltſiare of the Greeks forc'd his aſſent.
,
cHoRUs' of women.
As when cut down, the lilly fair,
Declined, lies with fading Charms,
So with her' boſom wounded, bare,"
YVill thatbrightnymph in death's cold arm
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CLYTEMNESTRA.
If any gods befriend our cauſe,
Oh l rouze Achilles to take arms.
'Now the deſtructive ſword he draws,
And fhields young Iphigenia's Charms.
JPHroEmA.
I ſhall be ever fam'd in ſtory;
To me the Greeks will owe their glory.
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CHORUS.
ACT V.
S C E N E I.
The Tent oſ Achilles.
ACHlLLES.
'Whatther
urgent
? cauſe brings Clytemneſtra
ſi hi
CLYTEMNESTRA. '
I bluſh not, prince, to throw me at your feet,
And beg your help for Iphigenia's life,
Your lately promis'd bride ; to death con
demn'd,
Unleſs you ſnatch her from the preffing woe.
ACHILLES.
And is it thus you know Achilles' ſpirit,
That you can now my ſacred promiſe doubt?
CLYTEMNBSTRA.
The horrid ſacriſice they now prepare.
ACHlLLES. .
Let's waſte no time in words ſuperfluous.
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A I R, '
By my chaſte love, and thirſt of fame,
This ſword ſhall reek with Grecian blood.
For ever die Achilles' name,
If in her cauſe I be withſtood
SCENE 11._
[The theatre repreſents, on one ſide, a wood,
and the temple of Diana; on the oppo
ſite ſide is ſeen a part of the Grecian
c'amp, the port of Aulis, and the fleet.
Iphigenia, Agamemnon, Calchas, Ulyſſes,
Arcas firſt appear 5 then Clytemneſtra,
prieſts, virgins conſecrated to Diana, and
attendant ſoldiers. They all advance from
the bottom of the theatre to melancholy
rnuſic. '
_ CALCHAS."
Goddeſs, who gild the ſolemn night,
While from thy orb mild beams do flow,
May Greece find favour in thy ſight,
Let looſe the winds, and bid them blow.
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CHORUS.
The victim take our vows do owe ;
Let looſe the winds, and bid them blow.
The CHoRUS.
Goddeſs, the victim take we owe ;
Let looſe the winds, and bid them blow.
AGAMEMNON.
Alas, my child ! my eyes can ne'er behold.
[throws his cloak around his head.
The CHORUS.
Goddeſs, the victim take we owe,
Let looſe the winds, and bid them blow.
CALCHAS.
Attend, ye Greeks, hence hope a lucky omen.
' CT-YTEMNESTRA.
Achilles not yet come, and Calchas' knife
Is readydrawn'gainſt lphigenia's breaſt. [aſide.
[Calchas having put his drawn knife in a.
'' golden vaſe, crowns' the victim; and,
with a cup oſ conſecrated water inhis
hand, advances towards the altar.
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cALcHAs.
Thou goddeſs, daughter of immortal Jove,
Deign to accept young Iphigenia's blood.
For ſhedding it, be Pergamus our prey.
[The moment he is going to ſtrike, a claſh
oſarms is heard,towards which alltunL]
(ALCHAS continuing.
-\Vhat ſacrilcgious mortals hither come,
And interrupt our ſacrifice to heav'n?
AC'HILLES.
Behold Achilles, who demands his right.
. DIANA.
Suſpend your ire, O valiant ſon of Thetis!
And tum' it tenſold 'gainſt perfidious Troy.
'Alay the great fire of allceleſtial pow'rs'f
Forbid Achilles' wrath againſt the Greeks
Should rage, and ſo prevent the fall of Troy.
Now Iphigenia, as my prize, I claim.
[Diana diſappears, and in the room of
Iphigenia is ſeen a doe panting and
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bloody; Achilles raiſes his hands to
heaven.
CALCHAS.
A miracle l .
' CHORUS.
A miracle indeed!
CALCHAS.
The lprinceſs' blood appear'd of too much
worth,
To be effus'd in this our cauſe. The goddeſs
Takes her to herſelſ, and henceforth to us
:Indulgent, ſhe will favour all our wiſhes.
Ye Grecian warriors, now for Troy prepare
Your hoſtile arms ; the ohſtacle's remov'd.
[The noiſe ofa rifing wind is heard, the
fiza thrown into agitation, and the ſhips
are all in motiom]
A cHoRUs of ſailors in the ſhips, is heard
from a diſtance.
The ſea is rouz'd, the billows riſe,
The winds invite, and Troy's our prize.
--CHORUS of ſoldiers on the fore part of the
_ theatre.
The winds invite, and Troy's our prize.
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A D A n c a of ſailors.
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