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euripides-electra-1642		euripides-electra-1642			.txt	text/plain	13696	2049	102	And thou far off, O Father and King, Shall win thee peace in thy skies, Thy mother's sister, Helen,--and on thee. God love thee for the sweetness of thy word! Yet would thou hadst thy brother, before all Whom thou and thy false love did slay: For these thy dead shall send on thee Else men shall know there is no God, no light And stint not.--Stay, Old Man: thou, being at hand Thou hast God's fortune and thine own right hand, Thy children call, who love thee: hearken thou! God help thee, wast thou lost And then, that thou wert happy, when thy days And on thy ways thou heardst men whispering, Aye, child; I know thy heart, from long ago. But, lo, thy brother; what hast thou wrought.... Thy mother's blood, shall take on his own head And thy dwelling men shall call For thy mother, she shall have	./cache/euripides-electra-1642.txt	./txt/euripides-electra-1642.txt