Robert Bruce Boswell - Phaedra (Act 2 Scene 4) lyrics
SCENE IV
HIPPOLYTUS, THERAMENES
HIPPOLYTUS
Friend, is all ready?
But the Queen approaches.
Go, see the vessel in fit trim to sail.
Haste, bid the crew aboard, and hoist the signal:
Then soon return, and so deliver me
From interview most irksome.