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THE SUPPLIANT MAIDENS
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The King of Argos
Doth your own hate, or doth the law forbid?
Chorus
Not as our lords, but as unloved, we chide them.
The King of Argos
'Tis from such wedlock that advancement comes.
Chorus
How easy is it, from the weak to turn!
The King of Argos
How then toward you can I be conscience-clear?
Chorus
Deny us, though Aegyptus' race demand.
The King of Argos
A heavy task thou namest, a rash war.
Chorus
But Justice champions them who strike for her.
The King of Argos
Yea, if their side was from the outset hers.
