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EURIPIDES.

Klytemnestra.

A fearful course for thy sake must he run!


Iphigeneia.

Sore loth, for Hellas' sake, hath he destroyed me.


Klytemnestra.

By guile unkingly, unworthy Atreus' son!


Iphigeneia.

What friend will lead me, ere mine hair be rent?[1]


Klytemnestra.

I will go with thee—


Iphigeneia.

Nay, thou say'st not well. 1460


Klytemnestra.

Grasping thy vesture.


Iphigeneia.

Heed me, mother mine—
Tarry: for thee, for me, 'tis better so.
Let one of my sire's henchmen lead me on
To Artemis' meadow, where I shall be slain.


Klytemnestra.

Child, art thou gone?—

  1. ↑ If I do not promptly go of my own accord, they will come to drag me by the hair (l. 1366).
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