First Son: (within) Ah, me; what can I do? Whither fly to escape my mother's blows?
Second Son: (within) I know not, sweet brother mine; we are lost.
Chorus: (chanting) Didst hear, didst hear the children's cry? O lady,
born to sorrow, victim of an evil fate! Shall I enter the house? For
the children's sake I am resolved to ward off the murder.
First Son: (within) Yea, by heaven I adjure you; help, your aid is needed.
Second Son: (within) Even now the toils of the sword are closing round us.
Chorus: (chanting) O hapless mother, surely thou hast a heart of
stone or steel to slay the offspring of thy womb by such a murderous
doom. Of all the wives of yore I know but one who laid her hand upon
her children dear, even Ino, whom the gods did madden in the day that
the wife of Zeus drove her wandering from her home. But she, poor
sufferer, flung herself into the sea because of the foul murder of
her children, leaping o'er the wave-beat cliff, and in her death was
she united to her children twain. Can there be any deed of horror
left to follow this? Woe for the wooing of women fraught with disaster!
What sorrows hast thou caused for men ere now! (Jason and his attendants
enter.)