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ORESTES.
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Electra.
My mother's?—canst thou ask me?—for what cause?95
Helen.
Shorn locks bear from me and drink-offerings.
Electra.
What sin, if thou draw nigh a dear one's tomb?
Helen.
I shame to show me to the Argive folk.
Electra.
Late virtue in who basely fled her home!
Helen.
Thou speakest truly—speakest cruelly.100
Electra.
What shame before Mycenians trammels thee?
Helen.
I fear the sires of those at Ilium dead.
Electra.
Well mayst thou fear: all Argos cries on thee.
Helen.
Grant me this grace and break my chain of fear.
Electra.
I cannot look upon my mother's tomb.105
