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A review by mrsmobarak
Medea of Euripides by Euripides
5.0
Medea (the play) gripped me—I expected I'd move through it slowly, but I read it within two sittings. As I dive more into plays, I'm surprised to find myself enjoying them rather than dreading them.
Medea is fierce. As dramatic as she is, I still found myself feeling smug with some of her words (not her actions):
"Hast thou lived all these years, and learned but now
That every man more loveth his own head
Than other men's?"
"Aye, not with glory but with peace
May the long summers find me crowned:
For gentleness—her very sound
Is magic, and her usages."
"Of all things upon earth that bleed and grow,
A herb most bruised is woman."
I can't imagine a messier break up than Jason and Medea's: after killing her own children to bring him grief, this conversation was had:
Jason: Thou too hast grief. Thy pain is fierce as mine.
Medea: I love the pain, so thou shalt laugh no more.
Yikes.
Medea is fierce. As dramatic as she is, I still found myself feeling smug with some of her words (not her actions):
"Hast thou lived all these years, and learned but now
That every man more loveth his own head
Than other men's?"
"Aye, not with glory but with peace
May the long summers find me crowned:
For gentleness—her very sound
Is magic, and her usages."
"Of all things upon earth that bleed and grow,
A herb most bruised is woman."
I can't imagine a messier break up than Jason and Medea's: after killing her own children to bring him grief, this conversation was had:
Jason: Thou too hast grief. Thy pain is fierce as mine.
Medea: I love the pain, so thou shalt laugh no more.
Yikes.