12 ARGONAUTAE
An unseen hand has caught the uplifted knife,
A grinning face lurked out from the blank air
Between me and that filthy sorceress.
SECOND WOMAN.
Daily I poison the she-devil’s drink,
And nothing harms her!
THIRD WOMAN.
I have a toad whose breath
Destroys all life
CHORUS.
Thou dealest in such arts?
THIRD WOMAN.
Ay! for this hate’s sake. Are we sisters all
Herein?
CHORUS.
True sisters!
THIRD WOMAN.
The familiar soul
Sucks at her mouth—She sickens not nor dies;
More poisonous than he.
FIRST WOMAN.
Ah! beast of hell!
What may avail us?
SECOND WOMAN.
Jason is quite lost
In her black sorceries.