So curs’d as I?—Oh pow’rs of heav’n and earth!
Can I by no means fly from this alliance
With Chremes’ family?—so oft contemn’d
And held in scorn!—all done, concluded all!——
Rejected, then recall’d:—and why?—unless,
For so I must suspect, they breed some monster,
Whom as they can obtrude on no one else,
They bring to me.
Mysis. Alas, alas! this speech
Has struck me almost dead with fear.