Book II

Anceps aestus incertiam rapit;

ut saeva rapidi bella cum venti gerunt

utrimque fluctus maria discordes agunt

dubiumque feruet pelagus haut aliter meum

cor fluctuator.

A double tide tosses me, uncertain of my course;

as when a rushing tide wages mad warfare, and from

both sides conflicting floods lash the seas and the

fluctuating waters boil, even so is my heart tossed.

MEDEA Book II, 939-944

Lucius Annaeus Seneca

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