What is befitting to thy high estate
Thou knowest well. Then fitting reverence show
To thy returning husband's sovereignty.
Phaedra: The sovereignty of love is over me,
The highest rule of all. My lord's return,
I fear it not; for never more has he,
Who once within the silent depths of night220
Has plunged, beheld again the light of day.
Nurse: Trust not the power of Dis; for though his realm
He closely bar, and though the Stygian dog