Jason: Ladies, stationed near this house, pray tell me is the author
of these hideous deeds, Medea, still within, or hath she fled from
hence? For she must hide beneath the earth or soar on wings towards
heaven's vault, if she would avoid the vengeance of the royal house.
Is she so sure she will escape herself unpunished from this house,
when she hath slain the rulers of the land? But enough of this! I
am forgetting her children. As for her, those whom she hath wronged
will do the like by her; but I am come to save the children's life,
lest the victim's kin visit their wrath on me, in vengeance for the
murder foul, wrought by my children's mother.
Leader of the Chorus: Unhappy man, thou knowest not the full extent
of thy misery, else had thou never said those words.
Jason: How now? Can she want to kill me too?
Leader: Thy sons are dead; slain by their own mother's hand.
Jason: O God! what sayest thou? Woman, thou hast sealed my doom.
Leader: Thy children are no more; be sure of this.