HIPPOLYTUS
Ah! the
fragrance from my
goddess wafted! Even in my agony I
feel thee near and find
relief; she is here in this very place, my
goddess Artemis.
ARTEMIS
She is, poor
sufferer! the
goddess thou hast loved the best.
HIPPOLYTUS
Dost see me,
mistress mine? dost see my present suffering?
ARTEMIS
I see thee, but mine eyes no tear may weep.
HIPPOLYTUS
Thou hast none now to lead the hunt or tend thy fane.
ARTEMIS
None now; yet e'en in death I love thee still.
HIPPOLYTUS
None to groom thy steeds, or guard thy shrines.
ARTEMIS
'Twas Cypris,
mistress of
iniquity, devised this evil.
HIPPOLYTUS
Ah me! now know I the
goddess who destroyed me.
ARTEMIS
She was
jealous of her slighted honour, vexed at thy
chaste life.
HIPPOLYTUS
Ah! then I see her single hand hath struck down three of us.
ARTEMIS
Thy sire and thee, and last thy father's wife.
HIPPOLYTUS
My sire's ill-luck as well as mine I mourn.
ARTEMIS
He was deceived by a
goddess's design.
HIPPOLYTUS
Woe is thee, my father, in this sad mischance!
THESEUS
My son, I am a ruined man; life has no joys for me.
HIPPOLYTUS
For this mistake I mourn thee rather than myself.
THESEUS
O that I had died for thee, my son!
HIPPOLYTUS
Ah! those fatal gifts thy sire Poseidon gave.
THESEUS
Would God these lips had never uttered that prayer!
HIPPOLYTUS
Why not? thou wouldst in any case have slain me in thy fury then.
THESEUS
Yes; Heaven had perverted my power to think.
HIPPOLYTUS
O that the race of men could bring a curse upon the gods!
ARTEMIS
Enough! for though thou pass to gloom beneath the earth, the wrath
of Cypris shall not, at her will, fall on thee unrequited, because
thout hadst a noble
righteous soul. For I with mine own hand will with
these unerring shafts
avenge me on another, who is her votary, dearest
to her of all the sons of men. And to thee, poor
sufferer, for thy
anguish now will grant high honours in the city of Troezen; for thee
shall maids unwed before their marriage cut off their hair, thy
harvest through the long roll of time of
countless bitter tears.
Yea, and for ever shall the
virgin choir hymn thy sad memory, nor
shall Phaedra's love for thee fall into
oblivion and pass away
unnoticed. But thou, O son of old Aegeus, take thy son in thine
arms, draw him close to thee, for unwittingly thou slewest him, and
men may well
commit an error when gods put it in their way. And thee
Hippolytus, I
admonish; hate not thy sire, for in this death thou dost
but meet thy destined fate. And now farewell! 'tis not for me to
gaze upon the dead, or
pollute my sight with death-scenes, and e'en
now I see thee nigh that evil.
(ARTEMIS vanishes.)
HIPPOLYTUS
Farewell, blest
virgin queen! leave me now! Easily thou
resignest our long friendship! I am reconciled with my father at thy
desire, yea, for ever before I would obey thy bidding. Ah me! the
darkness is settling even now upon my eyes. Take me, father, in thy
arms, lift me up.
THESEUS