Medea. It can never be
That courage should be out of place.
Nurse. To thee,
In thy misfortune, hope points out no way.
Medea. The man who cannot hope despairs of naught.
Nurse. Colchis is far away, thy husband lost;
Of all thy riches nothing now remains. 165
Medea. Medea now remains! Here's land and sea,
Fire and sword, god and the thunderbolt.
Nurse. The king is to be feared.
Medea. I claim a king
For father.
Nurse. Hast thou then no fear of arms?
Medea. I, who saw warriors spring from earth? 170
Nurse. Thou'lt die!