Jason. By the gods,
By our sad flight together, and the bond
I have not willingly forsaken, spare
Our son! If there is any crime, 'tis mine;
Put me to death, strike down the guilty one.
Medea. There where thou askest mercy, and canst feel 965
The sting, I thrust the sword. Go, Jason, seek
Thy virgin bride, desert a mother's bed.
Jason. Let one suffice for vengeance.
Medea. Had it been
That one could satisfy my hands with blood,
I had slain none. But two is not enough. 970
Jason. Then go, fill up the measure of thy crime,
I ask for nothing but that thou should'st make
A speedy end.
Medea. Now, grief, take slow revenge;
It is my day; haste not, let me enjoy.
[Kills the other child.
Jason. Slay me, mine enemy! 975
Medea. Dost thou implore
My pity? It is well! I am avenged.
Grief, there is nothing more that thou canst slay!
Look up, ungrateful Jason, recognize
Thy wife; so I am wont to flee. The way
Lies open through the skies; two dragons bend 980
Their necks, submissive to the yoke. I go
In my bright car through heaven. Take thy sons!
[She casts down to him the bodies of her children, and is borne away in a chariot drawn by dragons.