STROPHE. V. Ch. The curses are fulfilled-the dead Entombed in dust revive And from their murderers now the copious stream Of freshly flowing blood The long-departed drain. Enter ORESTES and PYLAdes. ORESTES, PYLADES, ELECTRA, CHORUS. ANTISTROPHE II. Elec. Now they are here—each hand is wet with blood, First sacrifice to Mars.-What should I say?- Or. All is well Within, if Phoebus hath predicted well. Elec. Is the unhappy dead? Or. Henceforth no more Dread thou fresh insults from thy mother's hate. ANTISTROPHE III. Ch. Cease, for I plainly now Discern Ægisthus near. Elec. Speed, youths, retire. Or. Dost thou behold the man Hastening to us? Elec. He from the suburbs comes, And comes rejoicing ANTISTROPHE IV. Ch. Haste-through yon doors that front us haste, Your former deed, in truth, was bravely done- Or. Be confident We will achieve it. Elec. Hasten, if thou'rt wise. Or. Aye, I am gone. [Exeunt ORESTES, &c. ELECTRA, CHORUS. Elec. On me the rest devolves. ANTISTROPHE V. Ch. Better, I ween, to lull his ear With mildly whispered words; That all unheeding, headlong he may plunge Into those latent snares Which vengeance now hath laid! Enter EGISTHUS. EGISTHUS, ELECTRA, CHORUS. Eg. Which of you knows where now the Phocians are, Charged with the tidings of Orestes' death, been Blind to the wreck of all my dearest hopes. Eg. Inform me, then, where are the strangers now? VOL. II Bb Elec. Within-for a kind hostess have they found. Eg. And do they bring sure tidings of the dead? Elec. To sight they show it, not in words alone. Eg. Can we, too, prove it by undoubted signs? Elec. Thou canst-there is a mournful sight within. Eg. Thy words-not as thou'rt wont-awake my joy. Elec. Joy then, if such a sight indeed be joyous. Æg. Command ye silence, and unfold the gates For Argos and Mycena to behold ;— That, if among them haply some indulge Vain hopes of his return, they here may see The breathless corpse, and curb their insolent speech; Ere wisdom to their cost too late they learn, When our just wrath chastise their bold presumption. Elec. Now shall my part be done. I too have learnt At length the wisdom to revere my Lords. 5 Eg. O Jove, a sight I view that well hath chanced, 5 It was the office of Ægisthus, as a near relative, to If thus to speak be lawful-but my words, Now from the corpse the covering veil remove, mine, Gazing on this, t' accost it as a friend. Eg. Nay-but thou counsell'st well, and I obey;Call Clytemnestra, if she be within. Or. Herself is near thee. Seek her not elsewhere. Æg. O what a sight is this! Or. Whom dost thou fear, Whom know'st thou not? Eg. Into th' insidious snares Of what false men unhappy have I fallen? Or. What-seest thou not that they are living still lament over the body of Orestes-on the contrary he expresses an indecent joy; this was an insult to the dead: he recollects himself, and, apprehensive of the vengeance of Nemesis, determines upon a friendly address to the deceased.Potter. |