inde reverti patris ad ora mei tam parvo in tempore fas sit? quinquaginta animae me scilicet unaque mersa sufficiet placare ratis? te, Graecia fallax, persequor atque tuis hunc quasso moenibus ignem; nec tibi digna, soror, desum ad conubia frater, primus et ecce fero quatioque hanc lampada vestro coniugio, primus celebro dotalia sacra, qui potui; patriae veniam da, quaeso, senectae.
Could I so soon return thereafter to my fathers presence? Ha! would fifty lives and the sinking of one ship suffice to appease me? Thou, treacherous Greece, thou art my quarry, against thy walls do I shake this brand; nor thee, sister, do I thy brother fail at these high nuptials; nay, look, I am the first to bring my torch and wave it at thy wedding, the first to celebrate the marriage rites; I indeed was able: pardon, I pray, our sires grey hairs.
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