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EURIPIDES.

Helen.

My lord,—for now I name thee by this name,—
Undone!—mine hopes are fled; I am but naught!


Theoklymenus.

In what affliction liest thou? What hath chanced? 1195


Helen.

Menelaus—woe's me!—how to speak it?—dead!


Theoklymenus.

I triumph not at thy words, yet am blest.


Helen.

[Let my lord pardon that I joy not—yet.][1]


Theoklymenus.

How know'st thou? Hath Theonoë told thee this?


Helen.

Even she, and he who when he died was there.


Theoklymenus.

How, is one here to tell this certainly? 1200


Helen.

Is here:—would he might come as I desire!

  1. ↑ Inserted conjecturally to supply the lacuna. The "Tragic Irony" is very marked throughout this scene, Helen's words being frequently susceptible of a very different interpretation from that which the king puts upon them.
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