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  ORESTES

    Now then forbear: of him inquire no more。

  IPHIGENIA

    This only: lives the unhappy monarch's wife?

  ORESTES

    She; lady; is no more; slain by her son。

  IPHIGENIA

    Alas; the ruin'd house! What his intent?

  ORESTES

    To avenge on her his noble father slain。

  IPHIGENIA

    An ill; but righteous deed; how justly done!

  ORESTES

    Though righteous; by the gods be is not bless'd。

  IPHIGENIA

    Hath Agamemnon other offspring left?

  ORESTES

    He left one virgin daughter; named Electra。

    IPHIGENIA

    Of her that died a victim is aught said?

  ORESTES

    This only; dead; she sees the light no more。

  IPHIGENIA

    Unhappy she! the father too who slew her!

  ORESTES

    For a bad woman she unseemly died。

  IPHIGENIA

    At Argos lives the murdered father's son?

  ORESTES

    Nowhere he lives; poor wretch! and everywhere。

  IPHIGENIA

    False dreams; farewell; for nothing you import。

  ORESTES

    Nor are those gods; that have the name of wise;

    Less false than fleeting dreams。 In things divine;

    And in things human; great confusion reigns。

    One thing is left; that; not unwise of soul;

    Obedient to the prophet's voice he perish'd;

    For that he perish'd; they who know report。

  LEADER

    What shall we know; what of our parents know?

    If yet they live or not; who can inform us?

  IPHIGENIA

    Hear me: this converse prompts a thought; which gives

    Promise of good; ye youths of Greece; to you;

    To these; and me: thus may it well be done;

    If; willing to my purpose; all assent。

    Wilt thou; if I shall save thee; go for me

    A messenger to Argos; to my friends

    Charged with a letter; which a captive wrote;

    Who pitied me; nor murderous thought my hand;

    But that he died beneath the law; these rites

    The goddess deeming just? for from that hour

    I have not found who might to Argos bear

    Himself my message; back with life return'd;

    Or send to any of my friends my letter。

    Thou; therefore; since it seems thou dost not bear

    Ill…will to me; and dost Mycenae know;

    And those I wish to address; be safe; and live;

    No base reward for a light letter; life

    Receiving; and let him; since thus the state

    Requires; without thee to the goddess bleed。

  ORESTES

    Virgin unknown; well hast thou said in all

    Save this; that to the goddess he should bleed

    A victim; that were heavy grief indeed。

    I steer'd the vessel to these ills; he sail'd

    Attendant on my toils: to gain thy grace

    By his destruction; and withdraw myself

    From sufferings; were unjust: thus let it be:

    Give him the letter; to fulfil thy wish;

    To Argos he will bear it: me let him

    Who claims that office; slay: base is his soul;

    Who in calamities involves his friends;

    And saves himself; this is a friend; whose life;

    Dear to me as my own; I would preserve。

  IPHIGENIA

    Excellent spirit! from some noble root

    It shows thee sprung; and to thy friends a friend

    Sincere; of those that share my blood if one

    Remains; such may he be! for I am not

    Without a brother; strangers; from my sight

    Though distant now。 Since then thy wish is such;

    Him will I send to Argos; he shall bear

    My letter; thou shalt die; for this desire

    Hath strong possession of thy noble soul。

  ORESTES

    Who then shall do the dreadful deed; and slay me?

  IPHIGENIA

    I: to atone the goddess is my charge。

  ORESTES

    A charge unenvied; virgin; and unbless'd。

  IPHIGENIA

    Necessity constrains: I must obey。

  ORESTES

    Wilt thou; a woman; plunge the sword in men?

  IPHIGENIA

    No: but thy locks to sprinkle round is mine。

  ORESTES

    Whose then; if I may ask; the bloody deed?

  IPHIGENIA

    To some within the temple this belongs。

  ORESTES

    What tomb is destined to receive my corse?

  IPHIGENIA

    The hallow'd fire within; and a dark cave。

  ORESTES

    O; that a sister's hand might wrap these limbs!

  IPHIGENIA

    Vain wish; unhappy youth; whoe'er thou art;

    Hast thou conceived; for from this barbarous land

    Far is her dwelling。 Yet; of what my power

    Permits (since thou from Argos draw'st thy birth);

    No grace will I omit: for in the tomb

    I will place much of ornament; and pour

    The dulcet labour of the yellow bee;

    From mountain flowers extracted; on thy pyre。

    But I will go; and from the temple bring

    The letter; yet 'gainst me no hostile thought

    Conceive。 You; that attend here; guard them well;

    But without chains。 To one; whom most I love

    Of all my friends; to Argos I shall send

    Tidings perchance unlook'd for; and this letter;

    Declaring those whom he thought dead alive;

    Shall bear him an assured and solid joy。

                                             (She enters the temple。)

  CHORUS (chanting)

    Thee; o'er whose limbs the bloody drops shall soon

    Be from the lavers sprinkled; I lament。

  ORESTES

    This asks no pity; strangers: but farewell。

  CHORUS (chanting)

    Thee for thy happy fate we reverence; youth

    Who to thy country shall again return。

  PYLADES

    To friends unwish'd; who leave their friends to die。

  CHORUS (chanting)

    Painful dismission! Which shall I esteem

    Most lost; alas; alas! which most undone?

    For doubts my wavering judgment yet divide;

    If chief for thee my sighs should swell; or thee。

  ORESTES

    By the gods; Pylades; is thy mind touch'd

    In manner like as mine?

  PYLADES

    I cannot tell;

    Nor to thy question have I to reply。

  ORESTES

    Who is this virgin? With what zeal for Greece

    Made she inquiries of us what the toils

    At Troy; if yet the Grecians were return'd;

    And Calchas; from the flight of birds who form'd

    Presages of the future。 And she named

    Achilles: with what tenderness bewail'd

    The unhappy Agamemnon! Of his wife

    She ask'd me;…of his children: thence her race

    This unknown virgin draws; an Argive; else

    Ne'er would she send this letter; nor have wish'd

    To know these things; as if she bore a share

    (If Argos flourish) in its prosperous state。

  PYLADES

    Such were my thoughts (but thou hast given them words;

    Preventing me) of every circumstance;

    Save one: the fate of kings all know; whose state

    Holds aught of rank。 But pass to other thoughts。

  ORESTES

    What? Share them; so thou best mayst be inform'd。

  PYLADES

    That thou shouldst die; and I behold this light;

    Were base: with thee I sail'd; with thee to die

    Becomes me; else shall I obtain the name

    Of a vile coward through the Argive state;

    And the deep vales of Phocis。 Most will think

    (For most think ill) that by betraying the

    I saved myself; home to return alone;

    Or haply that I slew thee; and thy death

    Contrived; that in the ruin of thy house

    Thy empire I might grasp; to me devolved

    As wedded to thy sister; now sole heir。

    These things I fear; and hold them infamous。

    Behooves me then with thee to die; with the

    To bleed a victim; on the pyre with thine

    To give my body to the flames; for this

    Becomes me as thy friend。 who dreads reproach。

  ORESTES

    Speak more auspicious words: 'tis mine to bear

    Ills that are mine; and single when the wo;

    I would not bear it double。 What thou say'st

    Is vile and infamous; would light on me;

    Should I cause thee to die; who in my toils

    Hast borne a share: to me; who from the gods

    Suffer afflictions which I suffer; death

    Is not unwelcome: thou art happy; thine

    An unpolluted and a prosperous house;

    Mine impious and unbless'd: if thou art saved;

    And from my sister (whom I gave to thee;

    Betro

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