Iphigenia in Aulis
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.
- While Orestes, from his station near us, will cry in childish accents, inarticulate, yet fraught with meaning. Alas! to what utter ruin Paris, the son of Priam, the cause of these troubles, has brought me by his union with Helen!
- I pity her myself, as a woman who is a stranger
- may grieve for the misfortunes of royalty.
- Your hand, brother! let me grasp it.
- I give it; yours is the victory, mine the sorrow.