be attended with the fewest tears. (Turning to the CHORUS) And you, ye
stranger dames, keep silence.
Exeunt AGAMEMNON and MENELAUS.
CHORUS
Happy they who find the
goddess come in
moderate might, sharing
with self-restraint in Aphrodite's gift of marriage and enjoying
calm and rest from frenzied passions, wilerein the Love-god,
golden-haired, stretches his charmed bow with arrows twain, and one is
aimed at happiness, the other at life's
confusion. O lady Cypris,
queen of beauty! far from my
bridal bower I ban the last. Be mine
delight in
moderation and pure desires, and may I have a share in
love, but shun
excessthereinMen's natures vary, and their habits
differ, but true
virtue is
always
manifest. Likewise the training that comes of education
conduces greatly to
virtue; for not only is
modestywisdom, but it has
also the rare grace of
seeing by its better judgment what is right;
whereby glory, ever young, is shed o'er life by
reputation. A great
thing it is to follow
virtue's footsteps-for women in their secret
loves; while in men again an inborn sense of order, shown in countless
ways, adds to a city's greatness.
Thou camest, O Paris, to the place where thou wert reared to
herd the kine amid the white heifers of Ida, piping in foreign
strain and breathing on thy reeds an echo of the Phrygian airs Olympus
played. Full-uddered cows were browsing at the spot where that verdict
'twixt
goddesses was awaiting thee the cause of thy going to Hellas to
stand before the ivory palace, kindling love in Helen's tranced eyes
and feeling its
flutter in thine own breast;
whence the fiend of
strife brought Hellas with her
chivalry and ships to the towers of
Troy.
Oh! great is the bliss the great enjoy. Behold Iphigenia, the
king's royal child, and Clytaemnestra, the daughter of Tyndareus;
how proud their lineage! how high their
pinnacle of fortune! These
mighty ones, whom
wealth attends, are very gods in the eyes of less
favoured folk.
Halt we here,
maidens of Chalcis, and lift the queen from her
chariot to the ground without stumbling, supporting her
gently in
our arms, with kind
intent, that the
renowned daughter of Agamemnon
but just arrived may feel no fear; strangers ourselves, avoid we aught
that may
disturb or
frighten the strangers from Argos.
Enter CLYTAEMNESTRA and IPHIGENIA.
CLYTAEMNESTRA
I take this as a lucky omen, thy kindness and auspicious greeting,
and have good hope that it is to a happy marriage I conduct the bride.
(To Attendants) Take from the
chariot the dowry I am bringing for my
daughter and
convey it within with careful heed.
My daughter, leave the horse-drawn car, planting thy faltering
footstep
delicately. (To the CHORUS) Maidens, take her in your arms
and lift her from the
chariot, and let one of you give me the
support of her hand, that I may quit my seat in the
carriage with
fitting grace.
Some or you stand at the horses' heads; for the horse has a
timid eye, easily
frightened; here take this child Orestes, son of
Agamemnon, babe as he still is.
What!
sleeping, little one, tired out by thy ride in the
chariot? Awake to bless thy sister's
wedding; for thou, my
gallantboy, shalt get by this marriage a kinsman
gallant as thyself, the
Nereid's
godlike offspring. Come
hither to thy mother, my daughter,
Iphigenia, and seat thyself beside me, and stationed near show my
happiness to these strangers; yes, come
hither and
welcome the sire
thou lovest so dearly.
Hail! my honoured lord, king Agamemnon! we have obeyed thy
commands and are come.
Enter AGAMEMNON.
IPHIGENIA (Throwing herself into AGAMEMNON'S arms)
Be not wroth with me, mother, if I run from thy side and throw
myself on my father's breast.
O my father! I long to
outrun others and
embrace thee after this
long while; for I yearn to see thy face; be not wroth with me.