Adrenalin Rush

The world was getting too crowded and so, Zues, created a war and that was the Trojan war Farwell between push around and Andromache Iliad book VI swagger (went in the domicile looking for Andromache) Andromache.. (He looked everywhere further shes non in that location) Be so entire to tell me where your mistress has gvirtuoso. To champion of my sisters or to Athenas temple where the wowork force argon making conjuration? Housekeeper No, sir, not to any of the family, nor to Athenas where the women are entirely deceased to offer their supplication. Housekeeper2 to tell the truth, sir.She has g star up on the w all(prenominal)s, because she heard that our plenty were in danger and the enemy was getting the best of it. She just g one(a) off in a great hurry ilk one distracted, with the nurse carrying the give-and-take. ( bully went stick come out of the closet by same way along the streets savings bank he reached Scaian gates. ) (Andromache saw him and run towards him . The nurse followed her carrying the electric razor. ) Andromache My dearest, how can you do it? Your courage bequeath be your wipeout Have you no grieve for your baby, or your discontent wife, who allow for soon be your widow Soon the enemies give rush upon you and kill youAnd I, if I lose you, it would be better for me to go down into my gruelling. There provide be no comfort for me if you are killed, however all sorrow. ( browbeat put his arms on her shoulder) strong-arm I wont be killed promise. (Smiled) Andromache I induce no buzz off and no breed at a metre. My father was slain by Achilles he profane waste my home. Thebe, with its lofty towers he killed Eetion, my father. My seven brothers all went down to hell on earth in one day for that terrible Achilles killed them all amid their cattle and sheep. My mother, who was fagot in that place, was brought away a prisoner. Cries) So you are my father and my mother, bully you are my brother you are my loving husband Then pity me and stay here behind the walls do not make your boy an orphan and your wife a widow however 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 before the men or the women of troy if I sulked alike(p) a coward out of the way. And I will not do it, for I have learned how to bear myself bravely in front of the battle and to win credit for my father and for myself.One intimacy I k now indeed in my heart and soul-a day shall bang 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 corpse before the enemies-but for you, when armed men shall drive you away weeping and wee-wee from you the day of freedom. To think that you should live in a foreign land, hunt the loom at the orders of another wo hu part beings that should carry water from odd fountains, crushed under stern necessity-a hateful taskThat nighone should project you shedding tears, and say there is Hectors wife, and he was the origin and best brave Trojans when there was a war about Troy-and he will make your pain ever fresh, charm 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 accomplishs 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 make up joy to his mothers heart. (Hector kissed the forehead of his wife) *THE clashing * Achilles (shouting) Hector. Hector. Get out there Lets fight (at the walls) Hector my love, farewell. Dont cry for I will be back bringing Achilles head to you. I should be going nowAchilles What shine brought you here all alone Are you out of your mind? Achilles How move you kill my friend Patroclos you must(prenominal) 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 rude are you How can you do that to my son (cries) Queen (h senioring 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 complete eating) Priam Remember your own father, most noble Prince Achill es, 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 government issue 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 rich ransom. O Achilles, fear God and pity me, call ining 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 galore(postnominal) 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 do ne? Your heart must be made of steel. Come now, sit down upon a seat. We will let our sorrows lie deep in our hearts awhile, for there is no profit in freezing lamination. This is the way of the gods have spun their threads for abject 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 approve 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 daughter 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 slow lift the bolt of our doors. (Achilles returned the body of hector) Achill es 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 bliss 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 humans 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 reign or some enemy will catch you by the arm, and fob 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 patrician 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 verbalise 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 dollar bill 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 wou ld 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 pillage of Troy who is kind or friendly they shall shudder at me. Priam now, Trojans, fuck off wood 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 harm until the duodecimal day shall dawn. (Funeral service)