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SCENE the FIFTH.
JASON, the FIRST COLCHIAN and LYCANDER.JASON.
Lycander!
LYCANDER.
Prince, allow me
With this old Colchian to confer a moment.
FIRST COLCHIAN.
Nay, speak aloud.
LYCANDER.
Thou know'st my errand, Colchian.
FIRST COLCHIAN.
Yes, if our princess willingly depart not,
Thou wilt by force remove her.
JASON.
Base and impious!
Now should these hands, which yok'd the brazen bulls,
Divide thy limbs, and hurl the mangled fragments
From yonder promontory's brow to feast
The scaly monsters in the flood below,
It were a righteous sacrifice to justice:
But thou art brother to the good Theano.
LYCANDER.
Whom thou dost wrong in me. By her consent,
And on Medea's promise to depart,
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To Corinth's verge. Compassion for this princess,
Dread of the king, and rev'rence for the goddess,
With all thy changes, prince, perplex my course;
That through the maze of this eventful day
I ne'er shall tread securely.
JASON.
Nay, Lycander,
If thou art blameless . . . .
LYCANDER.
Stop. The king is here
To widen this confusion.
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