Greek dramas . lips in my Ha! now art thou calling upon them, nowwouldst thou kiss,Who rejectedst them then? Jason. For the gods sake grant me but this, The sweet soft flesh of my children to feel! Medea. No—wasted in air is all thine O Zeus, dost thou hear it, how spurned I am ?—What outrage I suffer of yonder abhorredChild-murderess, yonder tigress-dam ?Yet out of mine helplessness, out of my shame,I bewail my beloved, I call to recordHigh Heaven, I bid God witness the word, That my sons thou hast slain, and withholdest meThat mine hands may not touch them,

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Greek dramas . lips in my Ha! now art thou calling upon them, nowwouldst thou kiss,Who rejectedst them then? Jason. For the gods sake grant me but this, The sweet soft flesh of my children to feel! Medea. No—wasted in air is all thine O Zeus, dost thou hear it, how spurned I am ?—What outrage I suffer of yonder abhorredChild-murderess, yonder tigress-dam ?Yet out of mine helplessness, out of my shame,I bewail my beloved, I call to recordHigh Heaven, I bid God witness the word, That my sons thou hast slain, and withholdest meThat mine hands may not touch them, nor bury their clay!Would God I had gotten them never, this dayTo behold them destroyed of thee! Chorus. All dooms be of Zeus in Olympus; tis his toreveal things unhoped-for the gods to accomplish-ment bring. MEDEA 289 And the things that we looked for, the gods deign not to fulfil them;And the paths undiscerned of our eyes, the gods unsealthem. So fell this marvellous thing. [Exeunt omnes. 19. iravure THE „£U)

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