HIPPOLYTUS
he sailed with his wife to this land.
Phaedra groans in bitterness of heart
and the goads of love prick her cruelly,
and she is like to die.
But she breathes not a word of her secret and none of
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know of the sickness that afflicts her.
But her love shall not remain thus aimless and unknown.
I will reveal the matter to Theseus and all shall come out.
Father shall slay son with curses—
this son that is hateful to me.
For once the Lord Poseidon, Ruler of the Sea,
granted this favor to Theseus 45
that three of his prayers to the God should find answer.
Renowned shall Phaedra be in her death, but none the less
die she must.
Her suffering does not weigh in the scale so much
that I should let my enemies go untouched
escaping payment of that retribution
that honor demands that I have. 5°
Look, here is the son of Theseus, Hippolytus!
He has just left his hunting.
I must go away.
See the great crowd that throngs upon his heels
and shouts the praise of Artemis in hymnsl 55
He does not know
that the doors of death are open for him,
that he is looking on his last sun.
SCENE I
(Enter Hippolytus, attended by friends and servants
carrying nets, hunting spears, etc.)
Hippolytus
Follow me singing
the praises of Artemis,
Heavenly One, Child of Zeus,
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