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The Argument. To the Tragedy, by the Translator.

Care fore did grype Medeas heart to see
Her Iason, whom shee tendred as her lyfe,
And rescued had from plunge of perills free,
Renouncing her, to take another wyfe.
Loue spent in vayne breedes hate & malice rife
Enkindling coales, whose heate and greedy flame
(Saue streames of bloud,) nought els can quench the same.
Medea mad in troubled mynde doth muse,
On vengeaunce fell, to quit her grieuous wrong.
Rough plagues at length entendeth shee to vse:
Yll venemous thinges shee charmes, with charming song
Seekes out a Bane made of their poyson strong,
In Trayterous gifts a Robe, and chayne of Golde,
Nycely shee doth the hidden poyson folde.
Sent are the Gyfts to Creuse and her Syre,
They taking them that brought their dole to passe,
Vnware are burnt by meanes of charmed fyre,
Due vengeaunce yet for Iason greater was,
Lyfe first on chylde by Mothers hande (alas)
Expired hath, which though it him aggryse,
Yet his other chylde shee slayes before his eyes.