https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vAILCOvgF7s“Under my watchful eye, Argos has grown strong! My armies are hale, my walls sturdy, and my Captains are greatest in Hellas! Argos is strong enough to right the wrongs perpetrated on its heirs – to undo the evils that has been visited unfairly on these princes, who have committed no wrongdoing. Their oppressors will be overturned – their oppressors will be brought to justice!” The momentum of the speech is building, and the nobility hangs on every kingly word; they sense the true announcement approaching.
“Eteocles Oedipodionidês has betrayed the wishes of his sightless father and seized the throne of Thebes in a criminal act! Such familial treason offends Zeus Κοσμητης - Argos cannot stand idly by such brutish action, and she will restore Polynices to the Cadmeian crown – with pitiless bronze, if need be! King Oeneus of Caledon has betrayed his eldest son by exile for a trivial slight – Argos will not stand by while sons are betrayed by their fathers! Polynices, Tydeus – heirs of Argos, stand! Captains of Argos – Hippomedon, Amphiarus, Capaneus – stand! Cheer for Argos and the restoration of Thebes!” There are wild cheers and cries of agreement from the crowd – the attendees provide a standing ovation in approval.
It is your uncle Pronax who starts it – with a giant fist, he begins beating at his feast-table in slow rhythm;
<span class="mu-i">thump</span>
<span class="mu-i">thump</span>
<span class="mu-i">thump</span>
<span class="mu-i">THUMP</span>
And before too long, Capaneus and Mecisteus has joined him, and then yourself, and then the whole of the feast-hall is drumming together, faster and faster:
<span class="mu-s">THUMP</span>
<span class="mu-s">THUMP</span>
<span class="mu-s">THUMP</span>
<span class="mu-s">THUMP</span>
<span class="mu-s">THUMP</span>
<span class="mu-s">THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP</span>
And above it all, your mild uncle Adrastus seems to remember his old fearsome ways, and he is roaring above the thunder – his silver beard and hair flying about his face like a nimbus – and his spear-arm rises on its own – ready to cast an invisible spear:
“ARGOS – WE GO TO WAR! COME WITH ME AND MAKE LEGENDS - COME WITH ME AND BUILD AN ARGIVE FUTURE!”
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