You think me mad, my inmost wisdom, mad.
For the last time, for Ahaziah’s sake,
For your sake, for the kingdom, for the crown,
And for the sake of God who gives the crown,
Believe what I have said against this Jehu.
Ahab.
I grieve that anyone should bring such charges.
That you should bring them is an anguish to me.
Go with your women hence, and try to rest.
Jezebel.
Prince Joram, will you give me your support?
Thank you, my son.
Since no one will believe,
I, here, the Queen, must act alone. I will.
(She snatches Joram’s knife and tries to kill Jehu.)
Die, murderer of my son!
Joram (catching her).
I thought you’d try it.
But I was ready for you. Come now, mother,
You must go, rest. Come help her there, you women.
(Jezebel is helped off.)