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IPHIGENEIA IN TAURICA.

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Orestes.

Yet must we venture—for thy life and mine.


Iphigeneia.

I could not. Yet thine eager heart I praise.


Orestes.

How if thou privily hide me in yon fane?


Iphigeneia.

By favour of the dark to steal it thence?[1] ⁠1025


Orestes.

Yea, night is leagued with theft: the light for truth.


Iphigeneia.

Within the fane be guards: no baffling them.


Orestes.

Alas! we are undone. How can we 'scape?


Iphigeneia.

Methinks I have a yet untried device.


Orestes.

Ha, what? Impart thy thought, that I may know. ⁠1030


Iphigeneia.

Thy misery will I turn to cunning use.

  1. ↑ ἔξω θεῖμεν. Others, ἐκσωθεῖμεν, "By favour of the darkness to escape."
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