This overburdened soul? What mean her frenzied threats?
When will the foaming wave of fury spend itself?
No common crime, I fear, no easy deed of ill
She meditates. Herself she will outvie. For well
I recognize the wonted marks of rage. Some deed
Is threatening, wild, profane, and hideous.395
[Re-enter Medea.]
Behold
Her face betrays her madness. O ye gods, may these
Our fears prove vain forebodings!