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Zeus : Agistheus, you are a king, and it's to your sense of king-ship I appeal, for you enjoy wielding the scepter.
Aegistheus: Continue.
Zeus: You may hate me, but we are akin; I made you in my image. A king is a god on earth, glorious and terrifying as a god.
Aegistheus: You, terrifying?
Zeus: Look at me. I told you you were made in my image. Each keeps order; you in Argos, I in heaven and on earth — and you and I harbor the same dark secret in our hearts.
Aegistheus: I have no secret.
Zeus: You have. The same as mine. The bane of gods and kings. The bitterness of knowing men are free. Yes, Aegistheus they are free. But your subjects do not know it, and you do. (en) |
