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EURIPIDES.
Orestes.
Flee will we not, but we will fire the halls.
Menelaus.
How, this thy fathers' home wilt thou destroy?1595
Orestes.
Lest thou seize this—yea, slay her o'er its flames.
Menelaus.
Slay on,—and taste my vengeance for her death!
Orestes.
So be it (raises sword).
Menelaus.
Ah! in no wise do the deed!
Orestes.
Peace—and endure ill-fortune, thy just due.
Menelaus.
How—just that thou shouldst live?1600
Orestes.
Yea—rule withal.
Menelaus.
What land?
Orestes.
Pelasgian Argos, even this.
