Thoas.
Aye; and what to say?
Iphigenia.
That no man living stir abroad.
Thoas.
The stain of blood might cross their way.
Iphigenia.
Aye, sin like theirs doth spread contagion.
Thoas. (To an attendant)
Thoas.
Aye; and what to say?
Iphigenia.
That no man living stir abroad.
Thoas.
The stain of blood might cross their way.
Iphigenia.
Aye, sin like theirs doth spread contagion.
Thoas. (To an attendant)