grievances of any magnitude will not be stifled in such a manner—No, it is better to face one's difficulties openly!
NURSE.
Do restrain thy furious impulses, oh! my nursling! or thy reposeful silence, even, will not be a sufficient safeguard!
MEDEA.
Fortune favours the bold, but she tramples on the coward.
NURSE.
Then it remains to be proved whether determination and boldness have the requisite materials to work with.
MEDEA.
There never can be any place assigned to determination: it is the result which decides the matter.
NURSE.
Does no hope hold out any prospect to those in affliction?
MEDEA.
He who cannot hope for anything cannot reasonably despair of anything.
NURSE.
The Colchians are out of the question now; there is no fidelity to be expected from thy husband, and nothing now remains to thee,—even out of thy ample resources.
MEDEA.
Yes, indeed! Medea remains! And thou canst see for thyself the earth and the sea—then come the sword, the flames, the revengeful deities and Jupiter's lightnings!
NURSE.
But the king, surely, is to be feared?
MEDEA.
My father was a king, and I didn't fear him (but opposed him for Jason's sake).
