May They that hear the weeping child
Blast thee, and They that walk in blood!
Medea.
Thy broken vows, thy friends beguiled
Have shut for thee the ears of God.
Jason.
Go, thou art wet with children's tears!
Medea.
Go thou, and lay thy bride to sleep.
Jason.
Childless, I go, to weep and weep.
Medea.