Thy brow so troubled? Truly is my sire
In safety, Phaedra safe, and their two sons.
Nurse: Thou need'st not fear for them; the kingdom stands435
In prosperous estate, and all thy house
Rejoices in the blessings of the gods.
But Oh, do thou with greater kindness look
Upon thy fortune. For my heart is vexed
And anxious for thy sake; for thou thyself
With grievous sufferings dost bruise thy soul.
If fate compels it, one may be forgiven440