Page:Trojan Women (Murray 1905).djvu/64

62 Out, woman! There be those that seek thee yet

With stones! Go, meet them. So shall thy long debt

Be paid at last. And ere this night is o'er

Thy dead face shall dishonour me no more!

Behold, mine arms are wreathed about thy knees;

Lay not upon my head the phantasies

Of Heaven. Remember all, and slay me not!

Remember them she murdered, them that fought

Beside thee, and their children! Hear that prayer!

Peace, agèd woman, peace! 'Tis not for her;

She is as naught to me.

(To the Soldiers) March on before,

Ye ministers, and tend her to the shore

And have some chambered galley set for her,

Where she may sail the seas.

If thou be there,

I charge thee, let not her set foot therein!

How? Shall the ship go heavier for her sin?

A lover once, will alway love again.