The Iphigenia in Tauris of Euripides - LightNovelsOnl.com
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THOAS.
It shall be so.
IPHIGENIA.
And lay dark raiment on their heads ...
THOAS.
To veil them, lest the Sun should see.
IPHIGENIA.
And lend me some of thine own spears.
THOAS.
This company shall go with thee.
IPHIGENIA.
Next, send through all the city streets a herald ...
THOAS.
Aye; and what to say?
IPHIGENIA.
That no man living stir abroad.
THOAS.
The stain of blood might cross their way.
IPHIGENIA.
Aye, sin like theirs doth spread contagion.
THOAS (to an ATTENDANT).
Forth, and publish my command ...
IPHIGENIA.
That none stir forth--nor look ...
THOAS.
Nor look.--How well thou carest for the land!
IPHIGENIA.
For one whom I am bound to love.
THOAS.
Indeed, I think thou hat'st me not.
IPHIGENIA.
And thou meanwhile, here at the temple, wait, O King, and ...
THOAS.
Wait for what?
IPHIGENIA.
Purge all the shrine with fire.
THOAS.
'Twill all be clean before you come again.
IPHIGENIA.
And while the strangers pa.s.s thee close, seeking the sea ...
THOAS.
What wouldst thou then?
IPHIGENIA.
Put darkness on thine eyes.
THOAS.
Mine eyes might drink the evil of their crime?
IPHIGENIA.
And, should I seem to stay too long ...
THOAS.
Too long? How shall I judge the time?
IPHIGENIA.
Be not dismayed.
THOAS.
Perform thy rite all duly. We have time to spare.
IPHIGENIA.
And G.o.d but grant this cleansing end as I desire!
THOAS.
I join thy prayer.
IPHIGENIA.
The door doth open! See, they lead the strangers from the cell within, And raiment holy and young lambs, whose blood shall shrive the blood of Sin.
And, lo, the light of sacred fires, and things of secret power, arrayed By mine own hand to cleanse aright the strangers, to cleanse Leto's Maid.
[she takes up the image again.]
There pa.s.seth here a holy thing: begone, I charge ye, from the road, O whoso by these sacred gates may dwell, hand-consecrate to G.o.d, What man hath marriage in his heart, what woman goeth great with child, Begone and tremble from this road: fly swiftly, lest ye be defiled.--
O Queen and Virgin, Leto-born, have pity! Let me cleanse this stain, And pray to thee where pray I would: a clean house shall be thine again, And we at last win happiness.--Behold, I speak but as I dare; The rest ... Oh, G.o.d is wise, and thou, my Mistress, thou canst read my prayer.
[The procession pa.s.ses out, THOAS and the bystanders veiled; Attendants in front, then IPHIGENIA with the Image, then veiled Soldiers, then ORESTES and PYLADES bound, the bonds held by other veiled Soldiers following them. THOAS goes into the Temple.]
