Iphigenia in Tauris

Euripides

Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. II. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1891.

  1. O Cyclopean hearths; o my country, dear Mycenae, I thank you for his life, for his nourishment, because you brought up this light of the house, my brother.
Orestes
  1. We are fortunate in our family, but in our circumstances, my sister, we were born to be unfortunate in life.
Iphigenia
  1. I was unhappy, I know, when my wretched father put the sword to my throat.
Orestes
  1. Alas! Though I was not present, I seem to see you there.
Iphigenia
  1. O brother, when I was brought, not a bride, to the treacherous bed of Achilles;