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The world was getting too crowded and so, Zues, created a war and that was the Trojan war Farwell between ballyrag and Andromache Iliad book VI push around (went in the house looking for Andromache) Andromache.. (He looked everywhere still shes not there) Be so good to tell me where your mistress has g bingle. To one of my sisters or to Athenas temple where the wowork force are making supplication? Housekeeper No, sir, not to any of the family, nor to Athenas where the women are all gone to wrap uper their supplication. Housekeeper2 to tell the truth, sir.She has gone up on the walls, because she heard that our people were in danger and the confrontation was getting the best of it. She just gone off in a great zipper like one distracted, with the nurse carrying the boy. (Hector went back by same way a yen the streets till he reached Scaian gates. ) (Andromache saw him and run towards him. The nurse followed her carrying the child. ) Andromache My dearest, how can you do it? You r courage pass on be your death Have you no pity for your baby, or your unhappy wife, who lead soon be your widow Soon the enemies will rush upon you and kill youAnd I, if I lose you, it would be better for me to go down into my grave. There will be no comfort for me if you are killed, notwithstanding unaccompanied sorrow. (Hector put his arms on her shoulder) Hector I wont be killed promise. (Smiled) Andromache I have no father and no start now. My father was slain by Achilles he lay waste my home. Thebe, with its lofty towers he killed Eetion, my father. My s crimson brothers all went down to Hades in one twenty-four hours for that terrible Achilles killed them all amid their cattle and sheep. My scram, who was queen in that place, was brought away a prisoner. Cries) So you are my father and my mother, Hector you are my brother you are my engaging husband Then pity me and stay here behind the walls do not make your boy an orphan and your wife a widow unless post your men by the fig tree, where the wall may be scaled most. Hector I have not forgotten all that, my wife, but I could not show my face beforehand the men or the women of Troy if I sulked like a coward step up of the way. And I will not do it, for I have learned how to bear myself bravely in front of the troth and to win credit for my father and for myself.One thing I know indeed in my soreness and soul-a day shall pass off when scared Troy shall perish, and Priam and the people of Priam but my sorrow is not so much for what will happen to the people, or to my mother, or King Priam, or my brothers, when all those good and true men shall fall in the dust before the enemies-but for you, when armed men shall drive you away weeping and take from you the day of freedom. To think that you should stay in a foreign land, ply the loom at the orders of another mu lie inbrity that should carry water from strange fountains, crushed under stern necessity-a hateful taskThat just aboutone should s ee you shedding tears, and say there is Hectors wife, and he was the first and best brave Trojans when there was a war about Troy-and he will make your pain ever fresh, magic spell there is no such man to save you from the day of slavery. May I be dead and buried deep in the earth before I hear your cries and see you dragged away (Hector tries to held hands to his son, but the child was afraid of him for he was wearing his armour. ) (Hector took off his helmet, grabs his son and raised him) Hector o Zeus and all ye heavenly godsGrant this, my son, may be as notable among our people as I am, and let him be as strong, and let him rule Troy in his strength When he goes to war, let them say This man is much better than his father May he kill his enemy and bring home the bloodstained spoils and give joy to his mothers heart. (Hector kissed the forehead of his wife) *THE clashing * Achilles (shouting) Hector. Hector. Get out there allows fight (at the walls) Hector my love, farewell. D ont cry for I will be back bringing Achilles head to you. I should be acquittance nowAchilles What air brought you here all alone Are you out of your mind? Achilles How dare you kill my fri terminate Patroclos you must DIE AHHHHHHHHH (they fought fiercely until only one man remained standing. ) Achilles you people of Troy is no match to me (He tied a rope to Hectors body and trolled it around the grounds of their battle field. ) (at the tower in Troy) Priam How cruel are you How can you do that to my son (cries) Queen (holding the arm of his husband. Crying) oh.. my son. Priam (put his arms around the queen)Andromache Hector (Cried so hard) (Achilles brought Hectors body to their camp) *Ransom of Hectors body* (Priam went to Achilles tent) (Automedon and Alcimos had just finished eating) Priam Remember your own father, most noble Prince Achilles, an old man like me near the end of his days. It may be that he is distressed by those who lived around him, and there is no one to defend him from peril and death. But he indeed, so long as he hears that you still, is glad at heart and hopes every day that he will see his well-loved son return home from Troy.But I am all unhappy since I had the best sons in the broad land Troy and not one of them is left. All have fallen in the battle and the only one who by himself was our safeguard-the one you have killed. I come now to your camp to redeem him from you, and I bring a complete ransom. O Achilles, fear God and pity me, remembering your own father but I am more pitied. I have endured to do what no other man in the world has ever done-to kiss the hand of the man who slew my sons. Achilles ah Poor man indeed your heart has borne many sorrows How could you come to Achaian camp alone?How could you bear to look at the man who killed your noble sons, as I have done? Your heart must be make of steel. stick with now, sit down upon a seat. We will let our sorrows lie deep in our hearts a dapple, for there is no profit in fro st lamination. This is the way of the gods have spun their threads for poor mortals Our life is all sorrow, but they are untroubled themselves. Priam tell me not yet to be seated, gracious prince, while Hector lies here uncared for. I pray you set him free quickly, that I may look upon him and accept the ransom that we bring, a great treasure.May you live to enjoy it and return to your own country, since you have spared me first? Achilles i mean myself to set your Hector free. Zeus sent me a message by my mother, the girlfriend of the old man of the sea. And I understand quite well, sir that some god brought you into our camp. For no mere man would dare among us, let him be ever so young and strong. He could not escape the guards, and he could not easily lift the bolt of our doors. (Achilles returned the body of hector) Achilles your son, sir has been set free as you asked, and he lies on his bier.At break of day you shall see him yourself, on your journey, but now let us think of supper. Venerable prince, let us two also think of something to eat. After that, you may weep for your son again when you have brought him back to Troy. Many tears he will cost you (After eating, they look at each other admiring each one) (Priam brought Hectors body back to Troy. And Cassandra was the first one to see them coming) Cassandra (shouting) come, all you men and women of Troy You shall see Hector.Come if ever you were glad while he lived to welcome his return from battle, for he was a great gladness to the city and all the nation. (Hectors wife and his mother came running towards the wagon. ) Priam let the mules pass. When I have brought him into our house you will have plenty of time to lament. Andromache my husband, you perished out of life, still young, and left me a widow in the house (Cries) the boy is only a baby, your son and my son, doomed father, doomed mother And he think will never grow up to world long before, our city will be utterly laid waste.For you have perished, you our watchman, you our only savoir, who kept safe our wives and little children They will soon be carried off in ships, and I with them. And you, my child-you will go with me where degrading tasks will be found for you to do, driven by a merciless master or some enemy will catch you by the arm, and throw you over the wall of painful death, in revenge perhaps for some brother that Hector killed, or father, or son maybe, since many man bit the dust under the hands of Hector. You father was not gentle in the field of battleHector But for me most of all, cruel sorrow is my lot. For you did not stretch out to me your dying hands from your deathbed. You said no precious word to me, which I baron always remember night and day with tears Queen Hector, best beloved of all my children, dearest to my heart Living, the gods loved you well therefore, they have cared for you even when death is your lot. Other sons of mine Achilles took, and he would sell them over the barren sea, o ne to Samos, one to Imbros, or to steaming Lamnos but you-when he had torn out your soul ith his sharp blade, he dragged you again and again around the grave of his comrade you slew. But that did not bring him back from the grave And now you lie in my house fresh as the morning dew, like one that Apollo has visited and slain with his gentle shafts Helen Hector, best beloved of all my good brothers, and dearest to my heart Indeed my husband is Prince Alexandros, who brought me to Troy-but would that I had died first Twenty years have passed since I left my country and came here, but I never heard from you one unkind or slighting word.If anyone else reproached me, a sister or brother of yours, or a brothers wife, or your mother- for your father was always as kind as if he were mine-you would reprove them you would check them with your gentle spirit and gentle words. Therefore I weep for you and with you for my unhappy self. For there is no else in the length and bread of Troy who is k ind or friendly they shall shudder at me. Priam now, Trojans, fetch wood into the city, and have no fear of any expose of our enemies. For Achilles in parting from me promised that he would do us no harm until the twelfth day shall dawn. (Funeral service)