Nurse: Go into the house, children; it will be all right. And you, keep them apart as much as you can, and don't bring them near their mother while she is in this dark mood. I have already seen her eye them like a bull, as if she meant to do something, and I know well that she will not let go of her anger before she strikes someone. Let it be enemies she harms, at least, and not friends!

The nurse sends the children indoors and tells the tutor to keep them away from their mother. She has seen Medea look at them ταυρουμένην, "turning bull-like," as if she meant to do something. She will not let go of her χόλος, her rage, until she strikes someone. The sentence breaks off; Murray prints it trailing into dots, as though the nurse cannot finish the thought, and she corrects herself: let it be enemies, not friends. Medea's first cry comes from inside the house in the next line. χόλος is also the Greek word for bile, the humor that physicians tied to anger.