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Chorus of Argive men
 Oh! great is the bliss the great enjoy. Behold Iphigenia, the king's child, my lady, and Clytemnestra, the daughter of Tyndareus; how proud their lineage!  how high their pinnacle of fortune! These mighty ones, whom wealth attends, are very gods in the eyes of less favored folk. Chorus
Let us stand here, maidens of Chalcis, and lift the queen from her chariot  to the ground without stumbling, supporting her gently in our arms, with kind intent, that the renowned daughter of Agamemnon, just arrived, may feel no fear; strangers ourselves, let us avoid anything that may disturb  or frighten the strangers from Argos.
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