Attempt some bloody, dreadful, irksome fact,
And such as Mordred would were rather his.
Why stayest? It must he done! let bridle go:
Frame out some trap beyond all vulgar guile,
Beyond Medea’s wiles: attempt some fact,
That any wight unwieldy[254] of herself,
That any spouse unfaithful to her pheer,
Durst e’er attempt in most despair of weal.
Spare no revenge, b’ it poison, knife, or fire!
Fronia. Good madam, temper these outrageous moods,