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EURIPIDES.

Helen.

The ruler of this country, Proteus' son.


Menelaus.

This was the riddle that the portress spake!


Helen.

At which of the alien portals didst thou stand?


Menelaus.

At these, whence like a beggar I was driven. 790


Helen.

Not surely begging bread?—ah, woe is me!


Menelaus.

Even so, in deed, though not the name had I.


Helen.

Touching my bridal, then, shouldst thou know all.


Menelaus.

Yea, but know not if thou hast 'scaped his arms.


Helen.

Rest sure, unsullied hath my couch been kept. 795


Menelaus.

Of this what proof? Glad tidings this, if true.


Helen.

Seest thou my wretched session at this tomb?

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