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EURIPIDES.
Orestes.
Women be shrewd to seek inventions out!
Iphigeneia.
A matricide from Argos will I name thee,—
Orestes.
Use my misfortunes, if it serve thine end.
Iphigeneia.
Unmeet for sacrifice to Artemis,— 1035
Orestes.
Pleading what cause?—for somewhat I surmise.
Iphigeneia.
As one unclean. The pure alone I slay.
Orestes.
Yet how the more hereby is the image won?
Iphigeneia.
I'll say that I would cleanse thee in sea-springs;—
Orestes.
Still bides the statue there, for which we sailed. 1040
Iphigeneia.
That this too must I wash, as touched of thee.
Orestes.
Where?—in yon creek where rains the blown sea-spray?[1]
- ↑ An inlet of the sea came up close to the temple (see 1196): this, suitable as it might appear to others, would, of course, not serve their purpose.
