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 O you who, after such a long time, saw fit to make your most happy journey and appear to me,  do not, now that you have seen me in all my misery— Orestes
What should I not do?— Electra
—Do not rob me of the comfort of your face; do not force me to forego it! Orestes
I would be angry, indeed, if I saw another attempt it. Electra
You give your consent? Orestes
 Why would I not? Electra
My friends, I heard a voice that I could never have hoped to hear; nor could I have restrained my emotion in silence and without a cry, when I heard it.  ah, me! But now I have you. You have appeared with that dear face, which I could never, even in misery, forget.
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