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That rang from Phoebus in his mood.
Electra.⁠And what should Phoebus seek with me,
⁠Or all God's oracles that be,
That I must bear my mother's blood?

Castor.Thy hand was as thy brother's hand,
⁠Thy doom shall be as his. One stain,
⁠From dim forefathers on the twain
Lighting, hath sapped your hearts as sand.

Orestes.After so long, sister, to see
(who has never raised his head, nor spoken to the Gods).⁠And hold thee, and then part, then part,
⁠By all that chained thee to my heart
Forsaken, and forsaking thee!

Castor.Husband and house are hers. She bears
⁠No bitter judgment, save to go
⁠Exiled from Argos.
Electra.⁠And what wo
What tears are like an exile's tears?

Orestes.Exiled and more am I; impure,
⁠A murderer in a stranger's hand!
Castor.⁠Fear not. There dwells in Pallas' land
All holiness. Till then endure!
[Orestes and Electra embrace.

Orestes.Aye, closer; clasp my body well,
⁠And let thy sorrow loose, and shed,
⁠As o'er the grave of one new dead,
Dead evermore, thy last farewell!
[A sound of weeping.