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EURIPIDES.

Nor sunlit sky, if I forsake thee ever,
Deliver mine own soul, and fall from thee!
I shared the murder, I disown it not.
All did I plan for which thou sufferest now;1090
Therefore I needs must die with thee, with her.
For I account her pledged of thee to me,
My wife. What tale fair-seeming shall I tell,
Coming to Delphi, to the Phocians' burg,
Who was your close friend ere your fortunes fell,1095
Now, in calamity, no more thy friend?
Nay, nay, this task is mine no less than thine.
Since we shall surely die, debate we now
How Menelaus too may share our woe.


Orestes.

Dear friend, would I could look on this, and die!1100


Pylades.

Hearken to me, and that sword-stroke defer.


Orestes.

I wait, if so I avenge me on my foe.


Pylades (pointing to Chorus).

Speak low!—I put in women little trust.


Orestes.

Fear not for these: all here be friends to us.


Pylades.

Slay Helen—Menelaus' bitter grief!1105