EURIPIDES
Orestes
Another tapestry you made, of Helios
Changing His course. Have you forgotten that?
Iphigenia
I can remember every single thread.
Orestes
And the bath perfumes, a present for your wedding,
Sent by your mother to Aulis—you remember?
Iphigenia
I live each bitter moment of that day.
Orestes
The lock of hair you sent back to your mother?
Iphigenia
I meant it for my own memorial
To mark a grave where I could never lie.
Orestes
The keepsake in your room! Do you remember
The ancient spear, the one Pelops had used
On Oenomaus, when he won from him
Hippodamia as a bride from Pisa?
Iphigenia
It is, it is! Orestes! O my brother!
My home has come to me from far away,
For you have come, I have you in my arms.
Orestes
And I have you in mine, whom I thought dead.
No wonder that our eyes are blind with tears,
Of joy, not sorrow—yet of sorrow too.
Iphigenia
You were a baby when I sailed away,
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