Peace, agèd woman, peace! 'Tis not for her;
She is as naught to me.
(To the Soldiers) . . . March on before,
Ye ministers, and tend her to the shore . . .
And have some chambered galley set for her,
Where she may sail the seas.
Hecuba.
If thou be there,
I charge thee, let not her set foot therein!
Menelaus.
How? Shall the ship go heavier for her sin?
Hecuba.
A lover once, will alway love again.
Menelaus.
If that he loved be evil, he will fain
Hate it! . . . Howbeit, thy pleasure shall be done.
Some other ship shall bear her, not mine own. . . .
Thou counsellest very well . . . And when we come
To Argos, then . . . O then some pitiless doom
Well-earned, black as her heart! One that shall bind
Once for all time the law on womankind
Of faithfulness! . . . 'Twill be no easy thing,
God knoweth. But the thought thereof shall fling
A chill on the dreams of women, though they be
Wilder of wing and loathèd more than she!