And opposition only fans their fiery rage
To whiter heat. The very bulwarks feel their power.890
[Medea enters in time to hear that her magic has been successful.]
Nurse [to Medea]: Oh, haste thee, leave this land of Greece, in headlong flight!
Medea: Thou bid'st me speed my flight? Nay rather, had I fled
I should return for this. Strange bridal rites I see!
[Absorbed in her own reflections.]
Why dost thou falter, O my soul? 'Tis well begun;895
But still how small a portion of thy just revenge
Is that which gives thee present joy? Not yet has love