Theoclymenus: That rests with thyself, if thou show thyself a loving
wife to me.
Helen: This is not a lesson I shall have to learn now, to love my
friends.
Theoclymenus: Is it thy wish that I should escort thee in person with
active aid?
Helen: God forbid! become not thy servant's servant, O king!
Theoclymenus: Up and away! I am not concerned with customs which the
race of Pelops holds. My house is pure, for Menelaus did not die here;
go some one now and bid my vassal chiefs bring marriage-offerings
to my palace; for the whole earth must re-echo in glad accord the
hymn of my wedding with Helen, to make men envious. Go, stranger,
and pour into the sea's embrace these offerings to Helen's former
lord, and then speed back again with my bride, that after sharing
with me her marriage-feast thou mayst set out for home, or here abide
in happiness. (Theoclymenus and his retinue enter the palace.)
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