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EURIPIDES.
Orestes.
Vile women please me not.
Menelaus.
Take from my child thy sword!
Orestes.
Born liar—no![1]
Menelaus.
Wilt slay my child?
Orestes.
Ay—now thou liest not.
Menelaus.
What shall I do?1610
Orestes.
To the Argives go; persuade—
Menelaus.
What suasion?
Orestes.
Of the city beg our lives.
Menelaus.
Else will ye slay my daughter?
Orestes.
Even so.
- ↑ The scholiast interprets, "Thou art deceived," i.e. in expecting me to spare her.
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