Yes jason, I will talk to my father about their exile. I do love the gifts they brought me.
Love them as I do. Accept the gifts they bring and ask your father to revoke their exile for my sake.
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Jason and his son's arrive in Glauce's room. The sons come bearing gifts, gifts from Medea. But Glauce is discourteous to her two younger guests. She has eyes only for Jason.
Jason tells medea to greet his sons properly, to accept the gifts they bring and to ask Creon, her father to revoke their exile.
Beloved child, who robbed me of your life!
Right after Jason and his son's departure, Glauce rushed to try her new gifts. She tried her embroidered gown first putting it around her and twirling around with her new gift. When suddenly...
She changed the color staged and managed to fall on a chair, white froth was oozing out of her mouth. The cornet was unremovable and bursting into flames.One maid saw her and ran to fetch the king!
She shook her head, in vain the coronet wouldn't fall. At last she fell to the ground, her head bathed in blood.Creon finally arrived in the room.
He threw himself next to his deceased daughter, kissing her, taking her in his arms, whailing.After that he tried to stand up, but he couldn't he was stuck. He wrestled, but eventually gave up. Joining her in death