Yet all men are constrainedTo love their fatherland; who saith not so,Sporteth with words, his heart is otherwhere. Phoenissae (-409)
Restrain thyself, for haste no justice brings;Unhurried counsels are the crown of wisdom. Phoenissae (-409)
Polyneices: The words of truth are simple, and justice needs no subtle interpretations, for it hath a fitness in itself. Phoenissae (-409)
Jocasta: Hope, says the proverb, feeds the fugitive.Polyneices: Kindly her looks, yet from afar she smiles. Phoenissae (-409)