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SCENE XII.
Egysthus, Agamemnon and Clytemnestra.EGYSTHUS.
She has escap'd, and to the garden fled;
Had I pursued I should have been too late.
CLYTEMNESTRA.
Look where Egysthus stands; alas, poor swain!
Where is Arsinoe? She is not here.
AGAMEMNON.
Why think you of her? She will come in time;
Now let us in, for see the guests are placed.
What now?—
CLYTEMNESTRA.
This flowing robe entangles me,
Give me your arm, and let me take it up.
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