Of The Chorus Chorus Monologue from Iphigenia in Tauris

From Iphigenia in Tauris by Euripides

any · contemplative · 49 sec

Peace! Peace upon all who dwell By the Sister Rocks that clash in the swell Of the Friendless Seas. O Child of Leto, thou, Dictynna mountain-born, To the cornice gold-inlaid To the pillared sanctities, We come in the cold of morn, We come with virgin brow, Pure as our oath was sworn, Handmaids of thine handmaid Who holdeth the stainless keys, From Hellas, that once was ours, We come before thy gate, From the land of the western seas, The horses and the towers, The wells and the garden trees, And the seats where our fathers sate.

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