NURSE

For godsake (Madame) I you pray your tongue to silence frame. Eke hide your privy languishing and grief in secret vain: Who with a modest mind abides the Spurs of pricking pain, And suffers sorrows patiently, may it repay again. Who bears a privy grudge in breast, and keeps his malice close, When least suspection is thereof, may most annoy his Foes. He leeseth opportunity who vengeance does require, That shows by open sparks the flame the heat of kindled fire. Good daughter deer assuage Bridled sway, and boiling heat of this thy gyddy rage: Scant mayest thou purchase quietness, although thou hold thy tongue. It any courage dure, And harboured be in noble breast, now put the same in use. No hope does in adversity thy way to escape assign. Thy Country clean hath cast thee of, to let thee sink or swim, As for thy husband Jason be, there is no trust in him: Of all the wealth, and worldly muck wherewith thou didst abound: No portion remains at all, whereby some help is found. Who wears y gold ̄ crested crown him dreaded with awe ye should. Can not the deadly violence of weapons make thee fear? Fly, fly to save thy life. Thy life by flight to save Dost thou mistrust? Then some shall thee at heals pursue, to wreck the same again. Be still, and now refrain Oh despret dame thy thundering threats, and slake your raging ire. Apply, and frame thy froward will as time and tides require. Madame thy mind that troubled is, and tossed with such abroyle Of swarming ills thy vexed breast now set at rest again, The penish found affections all of troubled mind refrain. It in this folly stiff thou stand, behold what after claps Are to be feared, none dare contrive for Princes training traps. The ̄ wilt thou cast thy self to death. What Oh Medea. A mother deer art thou, Fly therefore for thy children's sake. Such as are made for Kings to die, False traitorous gifts. And I do marvel at this thing and skant I can suppose That such a mischief might be wrought by any such device The fyzzing flame most eagerly does scour with sweeping sway Each corner of the Princes court, as though it should obey. Commanded thereunto so flat on flower the Palace falls: We are in dread least further it will take the townish walls. And this that seems very strange do happen in the same, The water feeds the fire fast, the more that we do toil It to suppress, with hotter rage the heat begins to boil: Those things that we have got for our help it does enjoy. Medea thou that dost so soar king Pelops land annoy, Twine hence in hast thy forward foot, at all assays depart To any other kind of coast.