Merope
I think on what the future hath in store.
Polyphontes
To-day I reign; the rest I leave to Fate.
Merope
For Fate thou wait'st not long; since, in this hour——
Polyphontes
What? for so far Fate hath not proved my foe—
Merope
Fate seals my lips, and drags to ruin thee.