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How on a stony plain should there be made

Impress of feet? Yea, if such print be there,

Brother's and sister's foot should never match—

A man's and woman's: greater is the male.

Hath he not weft of thine own loom—whereby

To know thy brother, if he should return—

Wherein I stole him, years agone, from death?

Know'st thou not, when Orestes fled the land,

I was a child?—yea, had I woven vests,

How should that lad the same cloak wear to-day,

Except, as waxed the body, vestures grew?

Where be the strangers? I would fain behold

And of thine absent brother question them.

Lo, here with light foot step they forth the house.

Re-enter Orestes and Pylades.

High-born of mien:—yet false the coin may be;