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EURIPIDES.

Menelaus.

Shapen of what God? Passing strange thy tale! 585


Helen.

Hera, to baffle Paris with my wraith.


Menelaus.

How wast thou here then, and in Troy withal?


Helen.

My name might be in many lands, not I.


Menelaus.

Unhand me!—hither I came with griefs enough!


Helen.

How?—leave me, and lead hence thy phantom-bride? 590


Menelaus.

Yea—since thou art like to Helen, fare thee well.


Helen.

Undone!—I have found my spouse, and may not keep!


Menelaus.

My toils at Troy convince me more than thou.


Helen.

Woe's me! Who is more sorrow-crushed than I?
My best-beloved forsakes me!—I shall see 595
Never my countrymen nor fatherland.

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