EURIPIDES
kill my son. Suffer him not to escape,
this very day, if you have promised truly. 890
Chorus Leader
Call back your curses, King, call back your curses.
Else you will realize that you were wrong
another day, too late. I pray you, trust me.
Theseus
I will not. And I now make this addition:
I banish him from this land's boundaries.
So fate shall strike him, one way or the other,
either Poseidon will respect my curse, 895
and send him dead into the House of Hades,
or exiled from this land, a beggar wandering,
on foreign soil, his life shall suck the dregs
of sorrow's cup.
Chorus Leader
Here comes your son, and seasonably, King Theseus.
Give over your deadly anger. You will best 900
determine for the welfare of your house.
(Enter Hippolytus with companions.)
Hippolytus
I heard you crying, father, and came quickly.
I know no cause why you should mourn.
Tell me.
(Suddenly he sees the body of Phaedra.)
0 father, father—Phaedra! Dead! She's dead! 905
1 cannot believe it. But a few moments since
I left her.. . . And she is still so young.
But what could it be? How did she die, father?
I must hear the truth from you. You say nothing to me? 910
When you are in trouble is no time for silence
The heart that would hear everything
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