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Electra   


CHORUS
Yea.
ELECTRA
I know it, I know it; for a champion arose to avenge the
mourning dead; but to me no champion remains; for he who yet was
left hath been snatched away.
CHORUS

strophe 2

Hapless art thou, and hapless is thy lot!
ELECTRA
Well know I that, too well,- I, whose life is a torrent of woes
dread and dark, a torrent that surges through all the months!
CHORUS
We have seen the course of thy sorrow.
ELECTRA
Cease, then, to divert me from it, when no more-
CHORUS
How sayest thou?
ELECTRA
-when no more can I have the comfort of hope from a brother, the
seed of the same noble sire.
CHORUS

antistrophe 2

For all men it is appointed to die.
ELECTRA
What, to die as that ill-starred one died, amid the tramp of
racing steeds, entangled in the reins that dragged him?
CHORUS
Cruel was his doom, beyond thought!
ELECTRA
Yea, surely; when in foreign soil, without ministry of my hands,-
CHORUS
Alas!
ELECTRA
-he is buried, ungraced by me with sepulture or with tears.
(CHRYSOTHEMIS enters in excitement.)
CHRYSOTHEMIS
Joy wings my feet, dear sister, not careful of seemliness, if I
come with speed; for I bring joyful news, to relieve thy long
sufferings and sorrows.
ELECTRA
And whence couldst thou find help for my woes, whereof no cure can
be imagined?
CHRYSOTHEMIS
Orestes is with us,- know this from my lips, in living presence,
as surely as thou seest me here.
ELECTRA
What, art thou mad, poor girl? Art thou laughing at my sorrows,
and thine own?
CHRYSOTHEMIS
Nay, by our father's hearth, I speak not in mockery; I tell thee
that he is with us indeed.
ELECTRA
Ah, woe is me! And from whom hast thou heard this tale, which thou
believest so lightly?
CHRYSOTHEMIS
I believe it on mine own knowledge, not on hearsay; I have seen
clear proofs.
ELECTRA
What hast thou seen, poor girl, to warrant thy belief? Whither,

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