The furrowing keel the sea's green surface plough'd; 70 75 My tears o'er all my face and bosom show'r. My wounds I t' a barbarian harlot owe: One who by spells and herbs does hearts surprise: 86 She curbs the waves, and stops the rapid floods, Arm'd with her needle, goars a tortur'd heart. How can you dote on such infernal charms, 95 100 This northern bride your parents disapprove; 105 Consult your duty in your nobler love. Let some wild Scythian her loath'd bed possess, A mistress only fit for savages. Jason, more false, more changeable than wind, 109 115 120 And would you in their look their father read? His treach'rous smiles they are too young to wear, 125 all things else you'll find your picture there: I'd sent those envoys in these letters stead, Both for their own and mother's wrongs to plead, Had not their stepdame's murders bid 'em stay; Too dear a treasure for that monster's prey. Would her deaf rage, that rent her brother's bones, Spare my young blood, or hear their tender groans? Yet in your arms this dearer traitress lies; Above my truth you this false pois'ner prize. This mean adult'rate wretch was basely kind; Love's sacred lamp our chaste embraces join'd; Her father she betray'd, mine lives by me, 1 135 I Lemnos' pride, she Colcho's infamy. And thus her guilt my piety outvies, 131 Whilst with her crimes her dow'r, your heart she buys. O'th' Lemnian dames: wrongs do all arms engage. But 'tis my mercy more than his desert: 145 The harlot's blood had sprinkled all the place, 149 Dash'd in your faithless, and once charming face. SOCIETY my benjoy'd BRARY Like me, a mother and a wife forlorn, Be from her ravish'd lord and children torn. 160 Thus wrong'd Thoantias prays, your lives curst remnant lead, An execrable pair, in a detested bed. MEDEA TO JASON. BY MR TATE. Argument. JASON arrives with his companions at Colchos, where the golden fleece was kept, which, before he can obtain, he is to undertake several adventures; first to yoke the wild bulls; then to sow the serpent's teeth, from whence should instantly rise an army, with which he must encounter; and lastly, to make his passage by the dragon that never slept. In order to this, he solicits Medea, daughter to the king, and skilful in charms, by whose assistance (on promise of love) he gains the prize. Then flies with her; the king pursues them. Medea kills her little brother, scatters his limbs, and whilst the king stays to gather them up, escapes with her lover into Thessaly; where she restores decrepit Ason to his youth. On the same promise she persuades Pelias's daugh ters to let out their father's blood, but deceitfully leaves them guilty of parricide. For this and other crimes, Jason casts her off and marries Creusa daughter to Creon king of Corinth; on which the enraged Medea, according to the various transports of her passion writes this com plaining, soothing, and menacing epistle. YET I found leisure, tho' a queen, to free 7 |