A Translation of Octavia, a Latin Tragedy, with Notes and Introduction
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A Translation of Octavia, a Latin Tragedy, with Notes and Introduction
Octavia, consort of Nero, Emperor of Rome, approximately 42-62 -- Drama; Rome -- History -- Nero, 54-68 -- Drama
There is perceptible the strong influence of Greek tragedy, but
the plot and setting are distinctly original. Octavia has the
characteristics of tragedy as laid down by Aristotle, that the aim is
to purify the passions by means of action exciting pity for the actors
and fear for the hearers, and that the leading characters must partly
occasion their own misfortunes. Octavia conforms to the old Greek idea
of the unities of time, place, and action. The place of action is
confined to the palace of Nero; the action may be considered as taking
place in one day and night; and the action forms a whole of which
each part has its proper place and the parts follow one another in
logical order.
CAST OF CHARACTERS
NERO, THE EMPEROR
SENECA, THE TUTOR OF NERO
PREFECT
MESSENGER
OCTAVIA, THE DIVORCED WIFE OF NERO
POPPAEA, THE MISTRESS OF NERO
NURSE OF OCTAVIA
NURSE OF POPPAEA
AGRIPPINA, MOTHER OF NERO
CHORUS
OCTAVIA, A TRAGEDY.
_OCTAVIA_: Already glorious Aurora[1] chases the wandering stars from
the sky. Titan,[2] with radiant hair, rises and returns a clear day to
the world. Come, thou[3] who art burdened by so many great misfortunes,
utter once more thy sad lamentations. Surpass the kingfishers[4] and
the swift nightingales, for thy fate is more grievous than theirs.
O, mother, for whom I have always mourned, the first cause of my
misfortunes, (if any consciousness exists in the shades) hear the
sad lamentations of thy daughter. Would that Clotho[5] had broken my
threads with her own aged hand before I saw thy features sprinkled with
loathsome blood.[6] O, day always fatal to me, from that time thou
hast been to me more hateful than the lower regions. I have endured
commands, hostility, and fierce glances from my cruel stepmother.[7]
That gloomy Erinys[8] has brought to my bridal room Stygian[9] fires
and has destroyed thee, wretched father,[10] whom recently the
whole world beyond the Ocean obeyed, before whom retreated the
Britains,[11] ignorant of our leaders and their own rights. Woe to me,
father, that I am overwhelmed by the treachery of thy wife, and that
thou liest prostrate, and that thy conquered home and daughter obey the
tyrant.
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