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by lot and ranged the cars； then； at the sound of the brazen trump；
they started。 All shouted to their horses； and shook the reins in
their hands； the whole course was filled with the noise of rattling
chariots； the dust flew upward； and all； in a confused throng； plied
their goads unsparingly； each of them striving to pass the wheels
and the snorting steeds of his rivals； for alike at their backs and at
their rolling wheels the breath of the horses foamed and smote。
Orestes； driving close to the pillar at either end of the
course； almost grazed it with his wheel each time； and； giving rein to
the trace…horse on the right； checked the horse on the inner side。
Hitherto； all the chariots had escaped overthrow； but presently the
Aenian's hard…mouthed colts ran away； and； swerving； as they passed
from the sixth into the seventh round； dashed their foreheads
against the team of the Barcaean。 Other mishaps followed the first；
shock on shock and crash on crash； till the whole race…ground of Crisa
was strewn with the wreck of the chariots。
Seeing this； the wary charioteer from Athens drew aside and
paused； allowing the billow of chariots； surging in mid course； to
go by。 Orestes was driving last； keeping his horses behind；… for his
trust was in the end； but when he saw that the Athenian was alone left
in； he sent a shrill cry ringing through the ears of his swift
colts； and gave chase。 Team was brought level with team； and so they
raced；…first one man； then the other。 showing his head in front of the
chariots。
Hitherto the ill…fated Orestes had passed safely through every
round； steadfast in his steadfast car； at last； slackening his left
rein while the horse was turning； unawares he struck the edge of the
pillar； he broke the axle…box in twain； he was thrown over the
chariot…rail； he was caught in the shapely reins； and； as he fell on
the ground； his colts were scattered into the middle of the course。
But when the people saw him fallen from the car； a cry of pity
went up for the youth； who had done such deeds and was meeting such
a doom；… now dashed to earth； now tossed feet uppermost to the sky；…
till the charioteers； with difficulty checking the career of his
horses； loosed him； so covered with blood that no friend who saw it
would have known the hapless corpse。 Straightway they burned it on a
pyre； and chosen men of Phocis are bringing in a small urn of bronze
the sad dust of that mighty form； to find due burial in his
fatherland。
Such is my story；… grievous to hear； if words can grieve； but
for us； who beheld； the greatest of sorrows that these eyes have seen。
LEADER
Alas； alas Now； methinks； the stock of our ancient masters hath
utterly perished； root and branch。
CLYTEMNESTRA
O Zeus； what shall I call these tidings；… glad tidings？ Or dire；
but gainful？ 'Tis a bitter lot； when mine own calamities make the
safety of my life。
PAEDAGOGUS
Why art thou so downcast； lady； at this news？
CLYTEMNESTRA
There is a strange power in motherhood； a mother may be wronged；
but she never learns to hate her child。
PAEDAGOGUS
Then it seems that we have come in vain。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Nay； not in vain； how canst thou say 'in vain；' when thou hast
brought an sure proofs of his death？… His； who sprang from mine own
life； yet； forsaking me who had suckled and reared him； became an
exile and an alien； and； after he went out of this land； he saw me
no more； but； charging me with the murder of his sire； he uttered
dread threats against me； so that neither by night nor by day could
sweet sleep cover mine eyes； but from moment to moment I lived in fear
of death。 Now； however…since this day I am rid of terror from him； and
from this girl；… that worse plague who shared my home； while still she
drained my very life…blood；…now； methinks； for aught that she can
threaten； I shall pass my days in peace。
ELECTRA
Ah； woe is me！ Now； indeed； Orestes； thy fortune may be
lamented； when it is thus with thee； and thou art mocked by this thy
mother！ Is it not well？
CLYTEMNESTRA
Not with thee； but his state is well。
ELECTRA
Hear； Nemesis of him who hath lately died！
CLYTEMNESTRA
She hath heard who should be heard； and hath ordained well。
ELECTRA
Insult us； for this is the time of thy triumph。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Then will not Orestes and thou silence me？
ELECTRA
We are silenced； much less should we silence thee。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Thy coming； sir； would deserve large recompense； if thou hast
hushed her clamorous tongue。
PAEDAGOGUS
Then I may take my leave； if all is well。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Not so； thy welcome would then be unworthy of me； and of the
ally who sent thee。 Nay； come thou in； and leave her without； to
make loud lament for herself and for her friends。
（CLYTEMNESTRA and the PAEDAGOGUS enter the palace。）
ELECTRA
How think ye？ Was there not grief and anguish there； wondrous
weeping and wailing of that miserable mother； for the son who perished
by such a fate？ Nay； she left us with a laugh！ Ah； woe is me！
Dearest Orestes； how is my life quenched by thy death！ Thou hast
torn away with the from my heart the only hopes which still were
mine；… that thou wouldst live to return some day； an avenger of thy
sire； and of me unhappy。 But now… whither shall I turn？ I am alone；
bereft of thee； as of my father。
Henceforth I must be a slave again among those whom most I hate；
my father's murderers。 Is it not well with me？ But never； at least；
henceforward； will I enter the house to dwell with them； nay； at these
gates I will lay me down； and here； without a friend； my days shall
wither。 Therefore； if any in the house be wroth； let them slay me； for
'tis a grace； if I die； but if I live； a pain； I desire life no more。
（The following lines between ELECTRA
and the CHORUS are chanted responsively。）
CHORUS
strophe 1
Where are the thunderbolts of Zeus； or where is the bright Sun； if
they look upon these things； and brand them not； but rest？
ELECTRA
Woe； woe； ah me； ah me！
CHORUS
O daughter； why weepest thou？
ELECTRA （with hands outstretched to heaven）
Alas！
CHORUS
Utter no rash cry！
ELECTRA
Thou wilt break my heart！
CHORUS
How meanest thou？
ELECTRA
If thou suggest a hope concerning those who have surely passed
to the realm below； thou wilt trample yet more upon my misery。
CHORUS
antistrophe 1
Nay； I know how； ensnared by a woman for a chain of gold； the
prince Amphiaraus found a grave； and now beneath the earth…
ELECTRA
Ah me； ah me！
CHORUS
…he reigns in fulness of force。
ELECTRA
Alas！
CHORUS
Alas indeed！ for the murderess…
ELECTRA
Was slain。
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。