to what wild distractions did she cast My mother! OENONE Be they blotted from remembrance, And for all time to come buried in silence. PHAEDRA My sister Ariadne, by what love Were you betray'd to death, on lonely shores Forsaken! OENONE Madam, what deep-seated pain Prompts these reproaches against all your kin? PHAEDRA It is the will of Venus, and I perish, Last, most unhappy of a family Where all were wretched. OENONE Do you love? PHAEDRA I feel All its mad fever. OENONE Ah! For whom? PHAEDRA Hear now The crowning horror. Yes, I love—my lips Tremble to say his name. OENONE Whom? PHAEDRA Know you him, Son of the Amazon, whom I've oppress'd So long? OENONE Hippolytus? Great gods! PHAEDRA 'Tis you Have named him. OENONE All my blood within my veins Seems frozen. O despair! O cursed race! Ill-omen'd journey! Land of misery! Why did we ever reach thy dangerous shores? PHAEDRA My wound is not so recent. Scarcely had I Been bound to Theseus by the marriage yoke, And happiness and peace seem'd well secured, When Athens show'd me my proud enemy. I look'd, alternately turn'd pale and blush'd To see him, and my soul grew all distraught; A mist obscured my vision, and my voice Falter'd, my blood ran cold, then burn'd like fire; Venus I felt in all my fever'd frame, Whose fury had so many of my race Pursued. With fervent vows I sought to shun Her torm