Medea A tragedy |
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SCENE the SEVENTH.
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SCENE the SEVENTH.
LYCANDER, CREON and attendants.CREON.
Ha! I perceive his purpose. Haste, collect
[To one of his attendants.
A faithful band; secure Medea's vessel.
Ye blackest demons of resentment, rise;
March by my side, and brandish you my scepter.
[To another of his attendants.
Thou shut the city-gates. Let none depart
Without my licence. I will hold him still,
And cast him prostrate at Creüsa's feet.
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