Upon thy son; for he in chastity,1195

Through fault of the unchaste, lies there, unstained

And innocent.

[To Hippolytus.]

Regain thine honor now;

Behold my impious breast awaits the stroke

Of justice, and my blood makes sacrifice

Unto the spirit of a guiltless man.

[To Theseus.]

How thou mayst recompense thy murdered son,