Or shall I leap from yonder citadel?260
Nurse: Shall my old age permit thee thus to die
Self-slain? Thy deadly, raging purpose stay.
No one may easily come back to life.
Phaedra: No argument can stay the will of one265
Who has resolved to die, and ought to die.
Quick, let me arm myself in honor's cause.
Nurse: Sole comfort of my weary age, my child,
If such unruly passion sways thy heart,
Away with reputation! 'Tis a thing