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some; and others hard constraint; to make some start and others stay

and others furl their sails! Full of trouble then; it seems; is the

race of mortals; full of trouble verily; and 'tis ever Fate's decree

that man should find distress。

  Woe! woe to thee; thou child of Tyndareus; for the suffering and

anguish sore; which thou art causing the Danai!

  CHORUS

    I pity thee for thy cruel fate…a fate I would thou ne'er hadst

met!

  IPHIGENIA

    O mother that bare me! I see a throng of men approaching。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    It is the goddess…born thou seest; child; for whom thou camest

hither。

  IPHIGENIA (Calling into the tent)

    Open the tent…door to me; servants; that I may hide myself。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Why seek to fly; my child?

  IPHIGENIA

    I am ashamed to face Achilles。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Wherefore?

  IPHIGENIA

    The luckless ending to our marriage causes me to feel abashed。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    No time for affectation now in face of what has chanced。 Stay

then; reserve will do no good; if only we can…



                        Enter ACHILLES。



  ACHILLES

    Daughter of Leda; lady of sorrows!

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    No misnomer that。

  ACHILLES

    A fearful cry is heard among the Argives。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    What is it? tell me。

  ACHILLES

    It concerns thy child。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    An evil omen for thy words。

  ACHILLES

    They say her sacrifice is necessary。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    And is there no one to say a word against them?

  ACHILLES

    Indeed I was in some danger myself from the tumult。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    In danger of what? kind sir。

  ACHILLES

    Of being stoned。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Surely not for trying to save my daughter?

  ACHILLES

    The very reason。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Who would have dared to lay a finger on thee?

  ACHILLES

    The men of Hellas; one and all。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Were not thy Myrmidon warriors at thy side?

  ACHILLES

    They were the first who turned against me。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    My child! we are lost; undone; it seems。

  ACHILLES

    They taunted me as the man whom marriage had enslaved。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    And what didst thou answer them?

  ACHILLES

    I craved the life of her I meant to wed…

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Justly so。

  ACHILLES

    The wife her father promised me。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Aye; and sent to fetch from Argos。

  ACHILLES

    But I was overcome by clamorous cries。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Truly the mob is a dire mischief。

  ACHILLES

    But I will help thee for all that。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Wilt thou really fight them single…handed?

  ACHILLES

    Dost see these warriors here; carrying my arms?

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Bless thee for thy kind intent!

  ACHILLES

    Well; I shall be blessed。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Then my child will not be slaughtered now?

  ACHILLES

    No; not with my consent at any rate。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    But will any of them come to lay hands on the maid?

  ACHILLES

    Thousands of them; with Odysseus at their head。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    The son of Sisyphus?

  ACHILLES

    The very same。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Acting for himself or by the army's order?

  ACHILLES

    By their choice…and his own。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    An evil choice indeed; to stain his hands in blood!

  ACHILLES

    But I will hold him back。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Will he seize and bear her hence against her will?

  ACHILLES

    Aye; by her golden hair no doubt。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    What must I do; when it comes to that?

  ACHILLES

    Keep hold of thy daughter。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Be sure that she shall not be slain; as far as that can help her。

  ACHILLES

    Believe me; it will come to this。

  IPHIGENIA

    Mother; hear me while I speak; for I see that thou art wroth

with thy husband to no purpose; 'tis hard for us to persist in

impossibilities。 Our thanks are due to this stranger for his ready

help; but thou must also see to it that he is not reproached by the

army; leaving us no better off and himself involved in trouble。

Listen; mother; hear what thoughts have passed across my mind。 I am

resolved to die; and this I fain would do with honour; dismissing from

me what is mean。 Towards this now; mother; turn thy thoughts; and with

me weigh how well I speak; to me the whole of mighty Hellas looks;

on me the passage o'er the sea depends; on me the sack of Troy; and in

my power it lies to check henceforth barbarian raids on happy

Hellas; if ever in the days to come they seek to seize her

daughters; when once they have atoned by death for the violation of

Helen's marriage by Paris。 All this deliverance will my death

insure; and my fame for setting Hellas free will be a happy one。

Besides; I have no right at all to cling too fondly to my life; for

thou didst not bear me for myself alone; but as a public blessing to

all Hellas。 What! shall countless warriors; armed with shields;

those myriads sitting at the oar; find courage to attack the foe and

die for Hellas; because their fatherland is wronged; and my one life

prevent all this? What kind of justice is that? could I find a word in

answer? Now turn we to that other point。 It is not right that this man

should enter the lists with all Argos or be slain fox a woman's

sake。 Better a single man should see the light than ten thousand

women。 If Artemis is minded to take this body; am I; a weak mortal; to

thwart the goddess? Nay; that were impossible。 To Hellas I resign

it; offer this sacrifice and make an utter end of Troy。 This is my

enduring monument; marriage; motherhood; and fame…all these is it to

me。 And it is but right; mother; that Hellenes should rule barbarians;

but not barbarians Hellenes; those being slaves; while these are free。

  CHORUS

    Thou playest a noble part; maiden; but sickly are the whims of

Fate and the goddess。

  ACHILLES

    Daughter of Agamemnon I some god was bent on blessing me; could

I but have won thee for my wife。 In thee I reckon Hellas happy; and

thee in Hellas; for this that thou hast said is good and worthy of thy

fatherland; since thou; abandoning a strife with heavenly powers;

which are too strong for thee; has fairly weighed advantages and

needs。 But now that I have looked into thy noble nature; I feel

still more a fond desire to win thee for my bride。 Look to it; for I

would fain serve thee and receive thee in my halls; and witness

Thetis; how I grieve to think I shall not save thy life by doing

battle with the Danai。 Reflect; I say; a dreadful ill is death。

  IPHIGENIA

    This I say; without regard to anyone。 Enough that the daughter

of Tyndareus is causing wars and bloodshed by her beauty; then be

not slain thyself; sir stranger; nor seek to slay another on my

account; but let me; if I can; save Hellas。

  ACHILLES

    Heroic spirit! I can say no more to this; since thou art so

minded; for thine is a noble resolve; why should not one avow the

truth? Yet will I speak; for thou wilt haply change thy mind; that

thou mayst know then what my offer is; I will go and place these

arms of mine near the altar; resolved not to permit thy death but to

prevent it; for brave as thou art; at sight of the knife held at thy

throat; thou wilt soon avail thyself of what I said。 So I will not let

thee perish through any thoughtlessness of thine; but will go to the

temple of the goddess with these arms and await thy arrival there。



                                                       Exit ACHILLES。



  IPHIGENIA

    Mother; why so silent; thine eyes wet with tears?

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    I have reason; woe is me! to be sad at heart。

  IPHIGENIA

    Forbear; make me not a coward; here in one thing obey me。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Say what it is; my child; for at my hands thou shalt ne'er

suffer injury。

  IPHIGENIA

    Cut not off the tresses of thy hair for me; nor clothe thyself

in sable garb。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Why; my child; What is it thou hast said? Shall I; when I lose

thee…

  IPHIGENIA

    〃Lose〃 me; thou dost not; I am saved and thou renowned; as far

as I can make thee。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    How so? Must I not mourn thy death?

  IPHIGENIA

    By no means; for I shall have no tomb heaped o'er me。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    What; is not the act of dying held to imply burial?

  IPHIGENIA

    The altar of the goddess; Zeus's daughter; will be my tomb。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    Well; my child; I will let thee persuade me; for thou sayest well。

  IPHIGENIA

    Aye; as one who prospereth and doeth Hellas service。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    What message shall I carry to thy sisters?

  IPHIGENIA

    Put not mourning raiment on them either。

  CLYTAEMNESTRA

    But is there no fond message I can give the maidens from thee?

  IPHIGENIA

    Yes; my farewell words; and promise me to rear this babe Orestes

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