His hate of womankind for thee alone,
On whose account, perchance, he hates them all?
Phaedra: Can he not be by any prayers o'ercome?
Nurse: He's wild.240
Phaedra: Yes, but the beasts are tamed by love.
Nurse: He'll flee.
Phaedra: Through Ocean's self I'll follow him.
Nurse: Thy sire remember.
Phaedra: And my mother too.
Nurse: Women he hates.