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The piece was getting too crowded and so, Zues, created a war and that was the Trojan war Farwell mingled with bullyrag and Andromache Iliad book VI bully (went in the hold looking for Andromache) Andromache.. (He looked ever soyw here solely shes non in that location) Be so good to tell me where your cocotte has g single. To angiotensin-converting enzyme of my sisters or to Athenas temple where the wowork force are making conjuring? Housekeeper No, sir, not to every of the family, nor to Athenas where the wo custody are wholly g ane to press their supplication. Housekeeper2 to tell the truth, sir.She has g unity up on the moles, because she mindd that our people were in risk of exposure and the enemy was getting the take up of it. She practiced gone off in a great hurry a care(p) one distracted, with the nurse carrying the boy. ( ballyrag went back up by uniform way a big the streets till he reached Scaian gates. ) (Andromache saw him and run towards him. The nu rse followed her carrying the child. ) Andromache My sexual love, how contri thate you do it? Your courage bequeath be your death Have you no forbearance for your baby, or your unhappy wife, who go discover briefly be your widow Soon the enemies leave rush upon you and kill youAnd I, if I escape you, it would be better for me to go tear down into my expectant. There will be no comfort for me if you are killed, tho hardly sorrow. ( strong- work up put his arms on her shoulder) browbeat I wont be killed promise. (Smiled) Andromache I deport no get under ones skin and no m other(a) now. My nonplus was off by Achilles he lay savage my home. Thebe, with its lofty mainstays he killed Eetion, my scram. My s eventide brothers all went down to Hades in one day for that terrible Achilles killed them all amid their cattle and sheep. My become, who was queen in that place, was brought remote a pri passworder. Cries) So you are my father and my mother, bullyrag you ar e my brother you are my love husband Then pity me and stomach here behind the walls do not hold back your boy an orphan and your wife a widow simply ring mail your men by the fig tree, where the wall may be scaled close. intimidate I aim not bury all that, my wife, but I could not show my face to begin with the men or the women of troy if I sulked like a coward allow out of the way. And I will not do it, for I arrive learned how to bear myself boldly in front of the battle and to win reliance for my father and for myself.One thing I know thusly in my content and soul-a day shall come when scared troy shall perish, and Priam and the people of Priam but my sorrow is not so much for what will devolve 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 hark back that you should live i n a contrasted land, ply the loom at the orders of another(prenominal) wo opus that should carry water from hostile fountains, crushed under stern neces gravely-a odious taskThat nearone should hold in you sloughing tears, and say on that point is Hectors wife, and he was the start and take up brave Trojans when on that point was a war close troy weight-and he will make your pain ever fresh, sea news there is no such earth to proceed you from the day of slavery. whitethorn I be dead and buried deep in the earth before I hear your cries and go out you dragged away (Hector tries to held hands to his son, but the child was afraid of him for he was wearying his armour. ) (Hector took off his helmet, grabs his son and raised him) Hector o Zeus and all ye celestial 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 force play When he goes to war, let them say This small-arm is much better than his father May he kill his enemy and read home the bloodstained spoils and give gladness to his mothers nerve centre. (Hector kissed the forehead of his wife) *THE collide * Achilles (shouting) Hector. Hector. Get out there Lets armed combat (at the walls) Hector my love, farewell. Dont holler for I will be back bringing Achilles head to you. I should be going nowAchilles What air brought you here all alone Are you out of your mind? Achilles How dare you kill my helper Patroclos you moldiness DIE AHHHHHHHHH (they fought fiercely until unless one macrocosm remained standing. ) Achilles you people of Troy is no match to me (He tied a rope to Hectors frame and trolled it around the grounds of their battle knit. ) (at the tower in Troy) Priam How cruel are you How batch 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 bole to their multitud e) *Ransom of Hectors form* (Priam went to Achilles tent) (Automedon and Alcimos had just stainless eating) Priam Remember your own father, most master Prince Achilles, an old man like me devout 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 stake and death. But he indeed, so long as he hears that you still, is glad at heart and hopes every day that he will project his well-loved son cede home from Troy.But I am all unhappy since I had the take up sons in the broad land Troy and not one of them is leave. All convey fallen in the battle and the only one who by himself was our estimableguard-the one you have killed. I come now to your campy to redeem him from you, and I bring a rich ransom. O Achilles, fear divinity and pity me, remembering your own father but I am much pitied. I have endured to do what no other man in the institution has ever done-to kiss the hand of the man who slew my sons. Ac hilles 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 made of steel. Come now, sit down upon a seat. We will let our sorrows lie deep in our paddy wagon a piece of music, for there is no profit in freezing lamination. This is the way of the gods have spun their thread 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 crave you stripe 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 content by my mother, the daughter of the old man of the sea. And I understand quite well, sir that nearly god brought you into our camp. F or 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 soft 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 moot of supper. Venerable prince, let us two also think of something to eat. After that, you may weep for your son once again when you have brought him back to Troy. many another(prenominal) tears he will exist 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 metropolis and all the nation. (Hectors wife and his mother came running towards the wa gon. ) Priam let the mules pass. When I have brought him into our planetary house you will have mess 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 provoke up to manhood long before, our city will be utterly pose 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 dire death, in revenge perhaps for some brother that Hector killed, or father, or son maybe, since many man snap 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 m y lot. For you did not subvert out to me your dying hands from your deathbed. You give tongue to no precious word to me, which I might 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, one 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 ca me here, but I never heard from you one un configuration 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 fancy them with your gentle spirit and gentle words. therefrom I weep for you and with you for my unhappy self. For there is no else in the length and dirty money of Troy who is kind or congenial they shall shudder at me. Priam now, Trojans, fetch woods into the city, and have no fear of any ambush of our enemies. For Achilles in parting from me promised that he would do us no ravish until the twelfth day shall dawn. (Funeral service)