Abandon and betray the mother of thy sons.
Jason: And yet, I pray thee, let one sacrifice atone.
Medea: If in the blood of one my passion could be quenched,
No vengeance had it sought. Though both my sons I slay,1010
The number still is all too small to satisfy
My boundless grief.
Jason: Then finish what thou hast begun—
I ask no more—and grant at least that no delay
Prolong my helpless agony.1015
Medea: Now hasten not,