Medea: Too gracious thou. But let my respite further shrink,

And I'll depart content.

Creon: Thy life shall surely pay

The forfeit if tomorrow's sun beholds thee still

In Corinth. But the voice of Hymen calls away

To solemnize the rites of this his festal day.300

[Exeunt.]


Chorus: Too bold the man who first upon the seas,

The treacherous seas, his fragile bark confided;