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ELECTRA.
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Orestes.
This shall I tell him for thy firm resolve? 280
Electra.
My mother's blood for his—then welcome death!
Orestes.
Ah, were Orestes nigh to hear that word!
Electra.
But, stranger, though I saw, I should not know him.
Orestes.
No marvel—a child parted from a child.
Electra.
One only of my friends would know him now,— 285
Orestes.
Who stole him out of murder's clutch, men say?
Electra.
The sometime agèd child-ward of my sire.
Orestes.
And thy dead father—hath he found a tomb?
Electra.
Such tomb as he hath found, flung forth his halls!
Orestes.
Ah me, what tale is this!—Yea, sympathy 290
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