Medea. Creon has heard my prayer.
Jason. What can I do?
Medea. For me? Some crime perhaps. 515
Jason. A prince's wrath
Is here and there.
Medea. Medea's wrath more fierce!
Let us essay our power, the victor's prize
Be Jason.
Jason. Passion-weary, I depart;
Fear thou to trust a fate too often tried.
Medea. Fortune has ever served me faithfully. 520
Jason. Acastus comes.
Medea. Creon's a nearer foe,
But both shall fall. Medea does not ask
That thou shouldst arm thyself against the king,
Or soil thy hands with murder of thy kin;
Fly with me innocent. 525
Jason. Who will oppose
If double war ensue, and the two kings
Join forces?