Bereczky Erzsébet (szerk.): Imre Madách: The Tragedy of Man. Essays about the ideas and the directing of the Drama (Budapest, 1985)
Imre Madách: The Tragedy of Man - full text of the drama - Translated by Joseph Grosz
When famous men are fallen in the mud, The rabble scoffs at them with hateful joy As if to justify their very filth. SECOND OF THE MOB My throat is hoarse, my lord, I’d like to shout. SECOND CITIZEN (gives him something) Here is money, and grease your tonsils well! SECOND OF THE MOB What should I shout? SECOND CITIZEN Shout death upon his head! THE MOB Death! Death! EVE Whom do the people want to die? SECOND DEMAGOGUE (approaching Eve) Certainly him whose head is standing high Above the others. That they cannot bear. EVE Miltiades? Almighty gods... Old Crispos, My husband rescued you from slavery, And now you also shout for death to him? CRISPOS Forgive me, lady, only one can live Of us two men. And he who orders me To vote feeds me and all my family. 172
