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- 0:00Speaker 1: Section three of the Oristea. This is a LibriVox recording.
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- 0:16Speaker 1: Oristea by Eschylus, translated by E. D. A. Moore'shead, Section three,
- 0:24Speaker 1: The Libation Bearers, Part one. The scene is the tomb
- 0:28Speaker 1: of Agamemnon at Mycenae. Afterwards the palace of Atreus hard
- 0:33Speaker 1: by the tomb.
- 0:34Speaker 2: Lord of the shades and patron of the realm that
- 0:37Speaker 2: erst my father swayed. List now my prayer, Hermes, and
- 0:42Speaker 2: save me with thine aiding arm me who from banishment
- 0:45Speaker 2: returning stand on this my country. Lo my foot is
- 0:51Speaker 2: set on this grave mound and herald like as thou.
- 0:54Speaker 2: Once and again I bid my father hear, And these
- 0:58Speaker 2: twin locks from mine head shorn I bring, and once
- 1:03Speaker 2: Inachus the river, God, my young life's nurturer, I dedicate,
- 1:07Speaker 2: and one and sign of mourning unfulfilled, I lay though
- 1:11Speaker 2: late on this my father's grave, for O my father,
- 1:17Speaker 2: not beside thy course stood I to wail thy death,
- 1:20Speaker 2: Nor was my hand stretched out to bear thee forth
- 1:22Speaker 2: the burial. What sight is yonder what this woman throng
- 1:27Speaker 2: hitherwarth coming by their sable guard, made manifest as mourners,
- 1:32Speaker 2: What hath chanced does some new sorrow hap within the home?
- 1:37Speaker 2: Or rightly may I deem that they draw nearer, bearing
- 1:39Speaker 2: my batience, such as soothe the ire of dead men
- 1:42Speaker 2: angered to my father's grave. Nay, such they are, indeed,
- 1:47Speaker 2: for I descry Electra, mine own sister, pacing hither in
- 1:51Speaker 2: moody grief, conspicuous grant o zeus, grant me my father's
- 1:57Speaker 2: murder to avenge be thou my willing shap Champion pilots
- 2:03Speaker 2: pass we aside till rightly I discern wherefore these women
- 2:06Speaker 2: throng in suppliance.
- 2:08Speaker 1: Pilotes and Arrestes exit enter the chorus, bearing vessels for libation.
- 2:14Speaker 1: Electra follows them. They pace slowly towards the tomb of Agamemnon,
- 2:18Speaker 1: forth from.
- 2:19Speaker 3: The royal holes by high command. Their libations for the
- 2:25Speaker 3: dead rings on my smitten breast, my mighting hand, and
- 2:31Speaker 3: all my cheek is rent and red fresh furrows by
- 2:37Speaker 3: my nails, and all my soul. This is many a
- 2:42Speaker 3: day on speed, on cries of dole and of my
- 2:49Speaker 3: vest in looped and windowed raggedness, forlorn, having rent around
- 2:57Speaker 3: my breast, even as sigh by blows of fate, most
- 3:03Speaker 3: stern saddened and torn a regular through visions ghastly clear,
- 3:14Speaker 3: bearing a blast of wrath from realms below, and stiffening
- 3:20Speaker 3: each rising hair with dread came out of the dreamland.
- 3:26Speaker 3: Fear and loud and awful bade the shriek ring out,
- 3:35Speaker 3: and at midnight's witching hour, and and brooded stirred with
- 3:41Speaker 3: woe Above the inner house the women's bower and seers
- 3:49Speaker 3: inspired did read the dream on oath, chanting aloud in
- 3:57Speaker 3: realms below the dead or wrath against their their slayers. Yes,
- 4:03Speaker 3: there Dot Low, therefore to bear this gift of graceless words,
- 4:12Speaker 3: Oh Earth, my nursing mother, women, God, a cursed dot,
- 4:18Speaker 3: send me less one one right ring, not another ill.
- 4:25Speaker 3: It is a very word to speak, for none can
- 4:29Speaker 3: ransom or atone for blood, one one shed and starkening
- 4:35Speaker 3: the plane pain, Oh state that low Dot lie sunless,
- 4:45Speaker 3: accursed of men. The shadows rude above the home of
- 4:50Speaker 3: a murdered majesty, rumor might unquestioned, unsurbued, per baily, ears
- 5:00Speaker 3: and soul of lesser men is silent now and then
- 5:07Speaker 3: yet rousing violent dread for bliss. And however, however one
- 5:13Speaker 3: one as God and more than God's dazzle, our mortal
- 5:19Speaker 3: can justice doth mark with scales that swiftly's sway. Some
- 5:26Speaker 3: that are yet in light, others interspace of day and night,
- 5:33Speaker 3: till aroused them stay, and some are lapsed in night,
- 5:41Speaker 3: where all things are done on the life giving lap
- 5:47Speaker 3: of earth. Blood has flowed forth, and now the seed
- 5:53Speaker 3: of vengeance class the plane, unmelted, unaffaced the stain, and
- 6:01Speaker 3: I take harry long. But at the last the sinner's
- 6:06Speaker 3: heart is cast into pervading, waxing pangs of pain. No,
- 6:15Speaker 3: when man's force starts ope the virgin doors, there is
- 6:21Speaker 3: nor cure nor hope for what is lost. Though in
- 6:29Speaker 3: one channel ran earth every stream, laying the land of
- 6:35Speaker 3: the wild from murders, stain it were vain, and the
- 6:45Speaker 3: God had laid the woe that wraps around Troy. But
- 6:51Speaker 3: what they lay down from home, and until employ the
- 6:58Speaker 3: doom to bow head and watch our masters will were
- 7:06Speaker 3: of good and ill, ill to see the headlong way
- 7:11Speaker 3: of force and sin, and hold restrained the spirit's bitter hate,
- 7:18Speaker 3: wailing the monarch's fruitless fate, hiding face within my robe,
- 7:25Speaker 3: and and fain of tears, and chilled with frost of hidden.
- 7:31Speaker 4: Pain, handmaidens orders of the palace halls. Since at my
- 7:36Speaker 4: side ye come a supply, and train companions of this offering,
- 7:41Speaker 4: counsel me as best befits the time for I who
- 7:44Speaker 4: pour upon the grave these streams funeral with what fair
- 7:47Speaker 4: word can I evoke my sire? Shall I over behold
- 7:51Speaker 4: I bear these gifts from well beloved wife, unto her
- 7:54Speaker 4: well beloved Lord, When tis from her my mother, that
- 7:57Speaker 4: they come, I dare not say, of all words I
- 8:01Speaker 4: fail wherewith to consecrate unto my sire these sacrificial honors
- 8:04Speaker 4: on his grave. Or shall I speak this word as
- 8:07Speaker 4: mortals use give back to those who send these coronal
- 8:11Speaker 4: full recompense of ills for axemline. Or shall I pour
- 8:15Speaker 4: this draft for earth to drink, sans word or reverence?
- 8:18Speaker 4: As my sire was slain and homeward passed with unreverted eyes,
- 8:23Speaker 4: casting the bowl away, as one who flings the household
- 8:26Speaker 4: cleansings to the common road, be art and part o friends.
- 8:30Speaker 4: And this my doubt, even as ye are in that
- 8:32Speaker 4: one common hate whereby we live attended. Fear ye not
- 8:36Speaker 4: the wrath of any man, Nor hide your word within
- 8:39Speaker 4: your breast. The day of death and doom awaits alike
- 8:42Speaker 4: the freemen and the slave speak. Then if aught thou
- 8:45Speaker 4: knowest to aid us more, Thou.
- 8:47Speaker 3: Biddest I will speak my soul that's out revering as
- 8:53Speaker 3: a shrine.
- 8:54Speaker 4: Thy grave say, Then thy say, as thou his tomb reverest.
- 9:00Speaker 3: The words to them that love and poor.
- 9:04Speaker 4: And of his kin. Whom dare I name is kind.
- 9:07Speaker 3: Thyself, and the next whoever ages.
- 9:11Speaker 4: And tis myself, and thou my prayer must name.
- 9:14Speaker 3: Whoever may be design to know and name them?
- 9:19Speaker 4: Is there no other we may claim as ours?
- 9:21Speaker 3: Think of other? Though far off he be right?
- 9:25Speaker 4: Well in this too, hast thou schooled my thought mind fully?
- 9:30Speaker 3: Next are those who shed the blood.
- 9:34Speaker 4: Pray on them? What expound instruct my doubt?
- 9:37Speaker 3: This upon them? Some God or mortal, Come.
- 9:43Speaker 4: As judge or as avenger, speak thy thought, prayer set terms.
- 9:48Speaker 3: Who all does this lay slay?
- 9:51Speaker 4: Beseemeth it to ask such boon of heaven to wrong?
- 9:57Speaker 4: O Mighty Hermes, warder of the shade, Herald of upper
- 10:01Speaker 4: and under world, proclaim and usher down my prayers. Appeal
- 10:04Speaker 4: unto the gods below, that they, with eyes watchful behold
- 10:08Speaker 4: these halls, my sires of old and unto earth, the
- 10:11Speaker 4: mother of all things, and fosterners and womb that takes
- 10:15Speaker 4: their seed. Lo I that pour these drafts for men
- 10:19Speaker 4: now dead. Call on my father, who yet holds in
- 10:22Speaker 4: ruth me and mine own orestes. Father speak, how shall
- 10:26Speaker 4: thy children rule thine hauls again? Homeless? We are and sold?
- 10:30Speaker 4: And she who sould is she who bore us, And
- 10:32Speaker 4: the price she took is he who join'd with her
- 10:35Speaker 4: to work thy death. Adjist this her new lord. Behold
- 10:39Speaker 4: me here, brought down to slave's estate, and far away
- 10:42Speaker 4: wanders Orestes, banished from the wealth that once was thine,
- 10:46Speaker 4: the prophet of thy care, whereon these revel in a
- 10:48Speaker 4: shameful joy. Father, My prayer is, said, tis thine to hear,
- 10:54Speaker 4: Grant that some fair fate bring Orestes home, and unto me,
- 10:57Speaker 4: grant these a purer soul than is my mother, a
- 11:00Speaker 4: more stainless hand. These be my prayers for us for
- 11:05Speaker 4: thee O sire, I cry that one may come to
- 11:08Speaker 4: smite thy foes and that the slayers may in turn
- 11:11Speaker 4: be slain. Cursed is their prayer. And thus I bar
- 11:14Speaker 4: its path, praying mine own a counter curse on them.
- 11:17Speaker 4: And thou send up to us the righteous boon for
- 11:20Speaker 4: which we pray. Thine aids be heaven and earth, and
- 11:23Speaker 4: just as guide the right to victory.
- 11:26Speaker 1: Electra addresses the chorus.
- 11:28Speaker 4: Thus I have prayed, and thus I shed these streams
- 11:31Speaker 4: and follow ye the wont And as with flowers, crown
- 11:34Speaker 4: ye with many a tear and cry the dirge your
- 11:37Speaker 4: lips wring out above the dead man's grave.
- 11:39Speaker 1: She pours the libations woe, woe.
- 11:43Speaker 3: Woe, woe. Let the plashing ground where our lord lie
- 11:50Speaker 3: low falland fends. We're in together, gifts of good or
- 12:03Speaker 3: bain from the dead are found. Lord of Dargos, hearken,
- 12:12Speaker 3: dar Darken, misst of death and hell. Arise and hear,
- 12:19Speaker 3: hearken and awaken to our cry of woe, Who with
- 12:25Speaker 3: might of speed deliver, Who like an until the northern,
- 12:37Speaker 3: who with upon the hill hilled himself, will thrust ust with.
- 12:44Speaker 4: Thrust and lay and save your drinks them to my
- 12:50Speaker 4: sire they pass. Learn you with me of this thing
- 12:53Speaker 4: new and strange.
- 12:54Speaker 3: Speak thou my breast, pate with with you.
- 12:59Speaker 4: I see on the tomb a curl new shorn.
- 13:02Speaker 3: Shorn from west Man. Or what deep gird is made?
- 13:07Speaker 4: That may he guess? Who will? The sign is plain?
- 13:09Speaker 3: Let me learn this, Let's use problems age.
- 13:14Speaker 4: None is there here but I to clip such gift
- 13:17Speaker 4: for they.
- 13:17Speaker 3: Who should mourn him, hate him, sore.
- 13:21Speaker 4: And lo in truth the hair exceedingly like like like
- 13:24Speaker 4: what loss and lose instructs me that, like into those
- 13:29Speaker 4: my father's children.
- 13:30Speaker 3: Were, then is lock is the secret gift?
- 13:35Speaker 4: Most like? It is unto the curls he wore.
- 13:37Speaker 3: It's how he to come onto his home he hath.
- 13:41Speaker 4: But sent it clipped more in his sire it is.
- 13:46Speaker 3: Death that he should live. Yet never dare return?
- 13:52Speaker 4: Yeay, And my heart overflows with golf of grief, And
- 13:56Speaker 4: I am pierced as with a cleaving dart, like to
- 13:59Speaker 4: the first drop after drought. My tears fall down at will,
- 14:02Speaker 4: a bitter bursting tide, as on this lock I gaze.
- 14:06Speaker 4: I cannot deem that any archive, save Oreste's self, was
- 14:09Speaker 4: ever lord thereof nor well I WoT hath she the murderess,
- 14:13Speaker 4: shorn and laid this lock to mourn him whom she
- 14:16Speaker 4: slew my mother, she bearing no mother's heart, but to
- 14:20Speaker 4: her race a loathing spirit, loathed itself of heaven, yet
- 14:24Speaker 4: to affirm as utterly made sure that this adornment cometh
- 14:28Speaker 4: of the hand of mine orestes, brother of my soul.
- 14:32Speaker 4: I may not venture, yet hope flatters fare ah well
- 14:36Speaker 4: a day that this dumb hare had voice to glad
- 14:38Speaker 4: mine ears, as might a messenger biding me sway no
- 14:42Speaker 4: more TwixT fear and hope, clearly commanding cast me. Hence
- 14:46Speaker 4: away clipped was I from some head thou lovest not,
- 14:50Speaker 4: or I am kin to thee. And here as thou
- 14:52Speaker 4: I come to weep and deck our father's grave, aid
- 14:55Speaker 4: me ye Gods for well. Indeed, ye know how in
- 14:58Speaker 4: the gale and countergate of doubt, like to the seamen's bark,
- 15:02Speaker 4: we whirl and stray. But if God will our life,
- 15:05Speaker 4: how strong shall spring from seed? How small the new
- 15:08Speaker 4: tree of our home? Lo Ye a second sign, These
- 15:12Speaker 4: footsteps look like to my own a corresponsive print. And
- 15:17Speaker 4: look another footmark, this his own, and that the foot
- 15:20Speaker 4: of one who walked with him, mark how the heel
- 15:23Speaker 4: and tendon's print combined measured exact with mine, coincident alas
- 15:28Speaker 4: for doubt and anguish.
- 15:29Speaker 1: Rack my mind, arrestes approaches.
- 15:31Speaker 2: Suddenly pray thou ingratitude for prayers, fulfilled fare fall the
- 15:36Speaker 2: rest of what I ask of heaven.
- 15:38Speaker 4: Wherefore what win I from the gods by prayer?
- 15:41Speaker 2: This that thine eyes behold thy heart's desire on.
- 15:44Speaker 4: Whom of mortals? Knowest thou that I call?
- 15:47Speaker 2: I know thy yearning for arrestees?
- 15:49Speaker 4: Deep Say then, wherein event hath crowned my prayer?
- 15:53Speaker 3: Ay?
- 15:54Speaker 2: I am he seek not one more akin.
- 15:56Speaker 4: Some fraud O stranger. Weavest thou for.
- 15:59Speaker 2: Me against myself? I weave it.
- 16:01Speaker 4: If I weave ah, thou hast mine to mock me
- 16:04Speaker 4: in my woe.
- 16:05Speaker 2: Tis at mine own I mock then mocking.
- 16:07Speaker 4: Thine speak I with thee Then as arrestees self.
- 16:11Speaker 2: My very face, thou seest and knowest me not. And yet,
- 16:15Speaker 2: but now, when thou didst see the lock shorn for
- 16:17Speaker 2: thy father's grave, and when thy quest was eager on
- 16:20Speaker 2: the footprints I had made, even I thy brother shaped
- 16:24Speaker 2: and sized as thou fluttered thy spirit as at sight
- 16:27Speaker 2: of me lay now this ringlet whence twas shorn and judge,
- 16:32Speaker 2: and look upon this robe thine own hands work the shuttle,
- 16:36Speaker 2: prince the creature wrought thereon. Refrain thyself nor prudence lose
- 16:41Speaker 2: in joy, for well I want our kin are less
- 16:44Speaker 2: than kind, Oh thou that.
- 16:46Speaker 4: Art unto our father's home, Love, grief and hope for THEE.
- 16:51Speaker 4: The tears ran down for THEE the sun the savior
- 16:54Speaker 4: that should be Trust thou thine arm and win thy
- 16:57Speaker 4: father's hauls o aspects sweet of fourfold love to me
- 17:02Speaker 4: whom upon THEE the heart's constrain bids call as on
- 17:05Speaker 4: my father. And the claim of love from me unto
- 17:08Speaker 4: my mother turns to THEE, for she is very hate
- 17:12Speaker 4: to THEE. Two turns. What of my heart went out
- 17:14Speaker 4: to her who died a ruthless death upon the altar stone.
- 17:18Speaker 4: And for myself I love THEE, THEE that wast a
- 17:21Speaker 4: brother leal sole stay of love to me. Now by
- 17:25Speaker 4: thy side be strength and right, and Zeus, Savior Almighty,
- 17:28Speaker 4: stand to ape the twain Zeus.
- 17:31Speaker 2: Zeus look down on our estate and us the orphan
- 17:36Speaker 2: brood of him, our eagle sire, whom to his death
- 17:39Speaker 2: a fearful serpent brought and winding him in coils, and
- 17:42Speaker 2: we bereft and foodless, sink with famine, all too weak
- 17:47Speaker 2: to bear unto the eyrie as he bore such quarry
- 17:50Speaker 2: as he slew. Lo I and she Electra stand before
- 17:55Speaker 2: thee fatherless, and each alike cast out an homeless maid.
- 18:00Speaker 4: And if thou leave to death the brute of him
- 18:02Speaker 4: whose altar blaze for thee whose reverence was thine, all thine.
- 18:06Speaker 4: Whence in the after years shall any hand like his
- 18:09Speaker 4: adorn thy shrine with sacrifice of flesh the eaglets slain,
- 18:13Speaker 4: thou wouldst have a messenger to bear thine omens once
- 18:16Speaker 4: so clear to mortal men. So if this kingly stock
- 18:19Speaker 4: be withered, all none on high festivals will fend thy shrine.
- 18:23Speaker 4: Stoop thou to raise us strong. The race shall show
- 18:26Speaker 4: thou puny now it seems, and fallen low. O, children,
- 18:30Speaker 4: saviors of your father's home, Beware ye of your words,
- 18:36Speaker 4: lest one should hear and bear them.
- 18:40Speaker 3: But a tong hath lust to tell unto our masters,
- 18:46Speaker 3: whom in pit ye please you to see.
- 18:52Speaker 2: Nay Mighty is Apollo's oracle and shall not fail me,
- 18:57Speaker 2: whom it bade to pass through all this peril clear.
- 19:00Speaker 2: The voice rang out with many warnings, sternly threatening to
- 19:04Speaker 2: my hot heart the wintry chill of pain, unless upon
- 19:08Speaker 2: the slayers of my sire I pressed for vengeance. This
- 19:12Speaker 2: is the God's command, that I, an ire for home
- 19:16Speaker 2: and wealth, despoil'd, should with a craft like theirs the
- 19:20Speaker 2: slayers slay else, with my very life, I should atone
- 19:23Speaker 2: this deed undone in many a ghastly wise. For he
- 19:27Speaker 2: proclaim'd unto the ears of men, that offerings poured to
- 19:31Speaker 2: angry power of death exude again, unless there will be
- 19:35Speaker 2: done as grim disease on those that poured them forth,
- 19:40Speaker 2: as leprous ulcers, mounting on the flesh, and with fell
- 19:43Speaker 2: fangs corroding what of old worn natural form, and on
- 19:47Speaker 2: the brow arise white poisoned hairs the crown of this disease.
- 19:52Speaker 2: He spake moreover, of assailing fiends and power to quit
- 19:56Speaker 2: on me my father's blood, wreaking their wrath on me.
- 20:00Speaker 2: What time in night beneath shut lids, the spirit's eye
- 20:03Speaker 2: sees clear the dart that flies in darkness, sped from
- 20:07Speaker 2: hell by spirits of the murdered dead, who call unto
- 20:10Speaker 2: their kin for vengeance, formless fear, the night tide's visitant
- 20:14Speaker 2: and madness's curse should drive and rack me, and my
- 20:18Speaker 2: tortured frame should be chased forth from man's community, as
- 20:22Speaker 2: with the brazen scorpions of the scourge. For me and
- 20:26Speaker 2: such as me, no lustral bowl should stand. No spils
- 20:30Speaker 2: of wine be poured to God for me, and wrath
- 20:33Speaker 2: unseen of my dead sire should drive me from the shrine.
- 20:36Speaker 2: No man should dare to take me to his hearth,
- 20:39Speaker 2: nor dwell with me. Slow, friendless, cursed of all should
- 20:45Speaker 2: be mine. End and pitiless horror wind me for the grave.
- 20:49Speaker 2: This spake the God. This dare I disobey? Yea though
- 20:54Speaker 2: I dared, the deed must yet be done, for to
- 20:57Speaker 2: that end divers desires combine the God's behest deep grief
- 21:02Speaker 2: for him who died, and last the grievous blank of
- 21:06Speaker 2: wealth despoil'd. All these weigh on me urge that argued
- 21:11Speaker 2: men minions of valor, who with soul of fire did
- 21:14Speaker 2: make of fence troy a ruinous heap, be not left
- 21:17Speaker 2: slaves to two in each a woman, for he the
- 21:21Speaker 2: man wears woman's heart. If not soon shall he know,
- 21:25Speaker 2: confronted by a.
- 21:26Speaker 1: Man orestes Electra and the chorus gather round the tomb
- 21:29Speaker 1: of Agamemnon for the invocation which follows.
- 21:33Speaker 3: Mighty fates on you. You, we call bid the duill
- 21:37Speaker 3: ol zeus, or to gain power to do doze, to
- 21:41Speaker 3: whom again justice turns with hand and aid. Grievous was
- 21:49Speaker 3: the prayer on one maid, greevous lest the ants fall,
- 21:55Speaker 3: where the mighty doo mis set. Justice claims aloud her
- 21:59Speaker 3: that who in blood hath dipped the steel deep in
- 22:05Speaker 3: blood her me shall shall feel list an immemorial word.
- 22:12Speaker 3: Whosoever shall take this sword shall perish.
- 22:17Speaker 2: By the sword Father, unblest in death, O Father, Mine,
- 22:23Speaker 2: what breath of word or deed can I waft on
- 22:26Speaker 2: thee from this far confine? Unto thy lowly bed waft
- 22:30Speaker 2: upon thee in midst of darkness lying Hope's counter gleam
- 22:34Speaker 2: of fire. Yet the loud dirge of praise brings grace
- 22:38Speaker 2: undying unto each parted.
- 22:40Speaker 3: Sire, Oh child, the spirit of the dead, although upon
- 22:46Speaker 3: his flesh have fed to the teeth of the flame,
- 22:51Speaker 3: it is well not after many days the sting of
- 22:56Speaker 3: wrath his soul shall raise engines to lane to the dead,
- 23:02Speaker 3: dead rings loud our cry, plain, the living street tree swelling, shwiling,
- 23:11Speaker 3: urged down high, the vengeful dirge. For parents shall strive
- 23:18Speaker 3: and shall pain.
- 23:20Speaker 4: Hear me too, even me, o father. Here not by
- 23:24Speaker 4: one child alone, these groans, these tears are shed upon
- 23:27Speaker 4: thy suppulcher. Each each where thou art lowly laid, stands
- 23:31Speaker 4: a supply and homeless maid. Ah, And all is full
- 23:35Speaker 4: of ill comfort. Is there none to say, strive and
- 23:39Speaker 4: rustle as we may still stands doom invincible?
- 23:42Speaker 3: Nay, If so he will, the god still our tears
- 23:47Speaker 3: to enjoy, can't turn, he can bid a triumph. Ode
- 23:53Speaker 3: drowned the dirge beside this urn he to kingle, the
- 24:00Speaker 3: the tall restor'd the homeward guided feet.
- 24:04Speaker 4: Ah.
- 24:05Speaker 2: My father hadst thou lain under Ilian's wall by some
- 24:09Speaker 2: Lycian spearmen slain, Thou hadst left in this thine hall
- 24:12Speaker 2: honor Thou hadst brought for us fame and life most
- 24:16Speaker 2: glorious oversees. If thou hadst died heavily had stood thy
- 24:21Speaker 2: tomb keep'd on high, but quenched in pride grief were
- 24:26Speaker 2: light unto thy.
- 24:27Speaker 3: Home loved and honor hast thou lain by the dead,
- 24:32Speaker 3: that that nobly fail in the ill world. Again, where
- 24:37Speaker 3: are throned the kings of hell fully adorable Thou hast
- 24:44Speaker 3: stood at thy right hand, Thou that vert in mortal
- 24:50Speaker 3: land by faith, ordinance and awe, king of kings who
- 24:55Speaker 3: bare the crown and the staff to which in all
- 25:01Speaker 3: mortal man.
- 25:03Speaker 4: Nay o father, I were fain, other fate had fallen
- 25:07Speaker 4: on thee. If it were I, thou hadn't slain one
- 25:10Speaker 4: among the common slain fallen by his commander's side. Those
- 25:15Speaker 4: who slew thee there should be then untouched by slavery.
- 25:19Speaker 4: We had heard us from afar deaths of those who
- 25:21Speaker 4: would have died mid the chance of war.
- 25:24Speaker 3: Oh forbear things, Oh hi, thou sayest easy, but vain
- 25:32Speaker 3: thy cry a boon all gold is that thou priest
- 25:38Speaker 3: an unreached dey as of the blessed land that far
- 25:44Speaker 3: aloof beyond the north wind lies Ye doth your double
- 25:50Speaker 3: prao A double school sighs awakes the dead, the avengers right.
- 26:00Speaker 3: The lace blood stains the guilty pride of the churst
- 26:06Speaker 3: who roll on earth, and fate stands under the children's.
- 26:12Speaker 4: Side, that hath sped through mine ears like a shaft
- 26:15Speaker 4: from a bow. Zeus, Zeus, it is thou who dost
- 26:18Speaker 4: send from below a doom on the desperate doer, ere
- 26:21Speaker 4: long on a mother. A father shall visit his wrong,
- 26:25Speaker 4: be mine.
- 26:26Speaker 3: To upgrade through the reek of the higher, the chance
- 26:31Speaker 3: of the light, while all the view fire the virus
- 26:36Speaker 3: horse of a man, man that is slain, and the
- 26:44Speaker 3: feel itla hate thro my soul, and the vision and
- 26:56Speaker 3: vain bless send and ways.
- 26:59Speaker 2: To and fro zeus, though alone to us art parent,
- 27:05Speaker 2: now smite with a rending blow upon their heads, and
- 27:09Speaker 2: bid the land be well set right where wrong hath stood.
- 27:14Speaker 2: And thou give ear o Earth, unto my prayer, yea
- 27:18Speaker 2: hero mother Earth and monarchy of hell.
- 27:21Speaker 4: Nay, the law is.
- 27:25Speaker 3: Blood shed the ground plead loud, the column of death,
- 27:34Speaker 3: that sound calling all the beaury, crowning crime with crime.
- 27:44Speaker 4: Where where are ye avenging powers, precinct furies of the slain?
- 27:48Speaker 4: Behold the relics of the race of Atreus thrust from
- 27:51Speaker 4: pride of place, Oh, Zeus, what home henceforth is ours?
- 27:55Speaker 4: What refuge to attain?
- 27:57Speaker 3: Lou will my heart throbs wild. Now I am lorn,
- 28:06Speaker 3: with sadness, darkened in all my soul. To hear your
- 28:13Speaker 3: sorrow's word, anon, to hope the deceit of rise, she
- 28:22Speaker 3: threaten lifts us eyes to the dawn.
- 28:27Speaker 2: Gladness skills it to tell of aught, save wrong on
- 28:31Speaker 2: wrong wrought by our mother's deed. Though now she fond
- 28:36Speaker 2: for pardon, sternly strong standeth our wrath, and will nor
- 28:40Speaker 2: hear nor heed. Her children's soul is wolfish, born from hers,
- 28:47Speaker 2: and softens not by prayers.
- 28:49Speaker 3: I doubt upon my breathreast the blow that women know
- 28:56Speaker 3: whales from my breast. The funeral will cry decision weeding
- 29:02Speaker 3: malady stretched rendingly forth to tatter, and hear my hands
- 29:11Speaker 3: wander here and there, from head to breath breast. This
- 29:17Speaker 3: is fat with willows throb dizzily my brows.
- 29:22Speaker 4: Allus in hate, O mother, sternly brave as in a
- 29:25Speaker 4: foeman's grave, Thou latest in earth a king, But to
- 29:29Speaker 4: the byer, no citizen drew near thy husband thine, Yet
- 29:33Speaker 4: for his obsequies, Thou baddest no wail arise alas.
- 29:38Speaker 2: The shameful burial. Thou dost speak, Yet I the vengeance
- 29:42Speaker 2: of his shame, will reak that do the God's command
- 29:45Speaker 2: that shall achieve mine hand grant me to thrust her
- 29:49Speaker 2: life away, and I will dare to die.
- 29:52Speaker 3: List thou he and foully horn he to the dew
- 29:59Speaker 3: was born. Ye, by her hand, the deed who wrought
- 30:05Speaker 3: with like dishonor to the grave brought, and by her
- 30:10Speaker 3: hand she strove with strong desire thy life to crush,
- 30:16Speaker 3: O child, by murder of thy sire, bethake thee hearing
- 30:23Speaker 3: of the shame of the pain, wherewith that that ire
- 30:28Speaker 3: was slain.
- 30:29Speaker 4: YEA, such was the doom of my sire. Well a
- 30:32Speaker 4: day I was thrust from his side, as a dog
- 30:35Speaker 4: from the chamber. They thrust me away, and in place
- 30:37Speaker 4: of my laughter rose sobbing in tears as in darkness.
- 30:40Speaker 4: I lay, o, Father, if this word can pass to
- 30:44Speaker 4: thine ears to thy soul, Let it reach and abide,
- 30:47Speaker 4: Let it it pass.
- 30:48Speaker 3: Let it appears through the sense of thine ear to
- 30:52Speaker 3: thy soul, wherein silence it waiteth thee horror the past
- 30:58Speaker 3: is examolished. But rouse thee to hear what did the
- 31:03Speaker 3: future preparis await and appear Our champion and.
- 31:09Speaker 2: In wrath and in power, O, Father, to thy loved ones,
- 31:14Speaker 2: come and.
- 31:14Speaker 4: Aid with tears, I call on thee listen and rise
- 31:18Speaker 4: to light.
- 31:20Speaker 3: Be thou with us, be thou against if the foe swiftly.
- 31:26Speaker 3: This is why I rises. Even so pray we the
- 31:31Speaker 3: loyal band, as.
- 31:32Speaker 2: We have prayed, what there might meet with mine and
- 31:36Speaker 2: their right with my right. O.
- 31:38Speaker 4: Ye gods, it is yours to decree.
- 31:41Speaker 3: Ye call unto the dead. I quick wait to hear
- 31:45Speaker 3: here faith it is ordained of old and shall fulfill
- 31:50Speaker 3: your prayer.
- 31:51Speaker 4: Alas the unborn curse that haunts our home, of eighty's
- 31:55Speaker 4: blood stained scour, the tuneless sound, alas the deep and
- 31:59Speaker 4: suffer doom that stanchless wound.
- 32:02Speaker 2: It shall be stanched. The task is ours, not by
- 32:06Speaker 2: a stranger's, but by kindred hands. Shall be chased forth
- 32:09Speaker 2: the blood fiend of our land. Be this our spoken
- 32:12Speaker 2: spell to call Earth's nether powers, Lord.
- 32:16Speaker 3: Of eternity, to you has come children cry send hell.
- 32:24Speaker 2: Fulfill your aid to pray. O, Father, murdered and unkingly wise,
- 32:31Speaker 2: fulfill my prayer. Grant me thine hauls to sway to
- 32:35Speaker 2: me too.
- 32:36Speaker 4: Grant this boon dark death to deal unto agis this
- 32:40Speaker 4: and to escape my doom.
- 32:41Speaker 2: So shall the rightful feasts, that mortal's pay be set
- 32:44Speaker 2: for thee. Else not for THEE shall rise the scented
- 32:48Speaker 2: reek of altars, fed with flesh. But thou shalt light dishonored.
- 32:53Speaker 4: Hear thou, me I too, from my full heritage restored,
- 32:57Speaker 4: will pour the lostrel streams. What time I ass forth
- 33:00Speaker 4: as a bride from these paternal halls and honor first
- 33:03Speaker 4: beyond all graves, thy.
- 33:05Speaker 2: Tomb earth, Send my sire to fend me in the fight.
- 33:09Speaker 4: Give fair faced fortune, O persephone.
- 33:11Speaker 2: Bethink thee father and the laver slain.
- 33:14Speaker 4: Bethink thee of the net they handselt for thee.
- 33:17Speaker 2: Bonds not of brass ensnared THEE Father, mine yea.
- 33:20Speaker 4: The ill craft of an unfolding robe.
- 33:22Speaker 2: By this our bitter speech, arise, O sire, raise.
- 33:26Speaker 4: Thou thine head at love's last, dearest.
- 33:28Speaker 2: Call yea speed forth right to aid thy kinsman's cause.
- 33:33Speaker 2: Grip for grip, let them grasp the foe. If thou
- 33:36Speaker 2: willest in triumph to forget thy fall.
- 33:39Speaker 4: Hear me, O father, once again, hear me lo at
- 33:42Speaker 4: thy tomb. Two fledglings of thy brood, a man child
- 33:45Speaker 4: and a maid. Hold them in ruth, nor wipe them
- 33:48Speaker 4: out the last of Pelop's line. For while they live,
- 33:51Speaker 4: thou livest from the dead. Children are Memory's voices, and
- 33:55Speaker 4: preserve the dead from wholly dying, as a net is
- 33:59Speaker 4: ever by the buoyant corks upheld, which save the deflexmash
- 34:03Speaker 4: and the depths submerged. Listen the wail of ours doth
- 34:06Speaker 4: rise for thee, And as thou heedest it, thyself art
- 34:10Speaker 4: saved in sooth.
- 34:12Speaker 3: A blameless prayer, Ye spake at atlant the tombs requital
- 34:17Speaker 3: for it's thirs denied. Now for the rest, as thou
- 34:23Speaker 3: art fixed to do, take a fortune by the hand,
- 34:27Speaker 3: and work thy I will.
- 34:29Speaker 2: The doom is set. And yet I fain would ask,
- 34:32Speaker 2: not swerving from the course of my resolve. Wherefore she
- 34:36Speaker 2: sends these offerings, and why she softens all too late
- 34:39Speaker 2: her cureless deed, an idle boonet was to send them
- 34:43Speaker 2: here unto the dead, who recks not such gifts. I
- 34:46Speaker 2: cannot guess her thought, But well, I ween such gifts
- 34:50Speaker 2: are skilless to atone such crime. Ye blood once spilled
- 34:54Speaker 2: an idle strife, he strives who seeks with other wealth
- 34:57Speaker 2: or wine outpoured to atone the deed so stands the
- 35:00Speaker 2: word nor fails. Yet would I know her thought? Speak?
- 35:04Speaker 2: If thou knowest I know it?
- 35:06Speaker 3: Son, For at her side I stood it was the
- 35:11Speaker 3: ninth wondering terror of a dream that flung her, shivering
- 35:16Speaker 3: from her her pouch, and bade her her the part
- 35:20Speaker 3: of God.
- 35:22Speaker 2: These offerings send heard ye the dream to tell it forth,
- 35:26Speaker 2: or right.
- 35:26Speaker 3: Ye from herself her womb a serpent bear.
- 35:31Speaker 2: What then the sum and issue of the tale.
- 35:34Speaker 3: Even as a swaddle child, she lulled the thing.
- 35:38Speaker 2: What suckling, craved the creature born full fanged.
- 35:42Speaker 3: In her dream, she profited the breast.
- 35:45Speaker 2: How did the hateful thing not bite her teeth?
- 35:48Speaker 3: Yee and sut forth a blood out in the milk?
- 35:53Speaker 2: Not vain this dream it bodes a man's revenge.
- 35:57Speaker 3: Then out of sleep she starts with a cry, and
- 36:02Speaker 3: through the palace for their mistress aid full many lembs
- 36:07Speaker 3: that erth laid lined wo win a night flared into light. Then,
- 36:13Speaker 3: even as mormer use, she sends these offerings in hope
- 36:19Speaker 3: to win a cue to cleave and thunder.
- 36:23Speaker 2: Sin, from doom, earth and my father's grave. To you.
- 36:27Speaker 2: I call give this her dream fulfillment, and through me
- 36:32Speaker 2: I read it in each part coincident with what shall
- 36:35Speaker 2: be for mark. That serpent sprang from the same womb
- 36:39Speaker 2: as I, in swaddling bands, by the same hands, with
- 36:43Speaker 2: swathed lipped the same breast, and sucking forth the same
- 36:48Speaker 2: sweet mother's milk infused a clod of blood, and in
- 36:52Speaker 2: alarm she cried upon her wound, the cry of pain.
- 36:56Speaker 2: The reed is clear, the thing of dread she nursed,
- 36:59Speaker 2: the death of blood. She dies, And I tis I
- 37:03Speaker 2: in semblance of a serpent that must slay her. Thou
- 37:07Speaker 2: art my seer, and thus I read the dream.
- 37:09Speaker 3: So do yet here you thou doest speaks to us. Fighting,
- 37:15Speaker 3: some act some by not acting, aid.
- 37:20Speaker 2: Grief my command. I bid my sister pass in silence
- 37:23Speaker 2: to the house, and all I bid this my design
- 37:27Speaker 2: with wariness, conceal that they who did by craft a
- 37:30Speaker 2: chieftain slay, may by like craft and in like news
- 37:34Speaker 2: Speataan dying. The death which Locksius foretold Apollo king and
- 37:40Speaker 2: prophet undisproved. I with this warrior Pilates will come in
- 37:44Speaker 2: likeness of a stranger full equipped, as travelers come, and
- 37:48Speaker 2: at the palace gates will stand as stranger yet and
- 37:51Speaker 2: friendship's bond unto this house alied. And each of us
- 37:55Speaker 2: will speak the tongue that round Parnassus sounds, feigning such
- 37:58Speaker 2: speech as foe she invoices use. And what if none
- 38:02Speaker 2: of those that tend the gates shall welcome us with gladness,
- 38:06Speaker 2: since the house with ills divine is haunted. If this hap,
- 38:10Speaker 2: we at the gate will bide till passing by some
- 38:13Speaker 2: townsmen make conjecture and proclaim, how is a just this there?
- 38:19Speaker 2: And knowingly keep supply and aloof by bolt and bar,
- 38:23Speaker 2: then shall I win my way? And if I cross
- 38:26Speaker 2: the threshold of the gate the palace guard and find
- 38:29Speaker 2: him throned words where my father sat, or if he
- 38:33Speaker 2: come anon and face to face, confronting drop his eye
- 38:36Speaker 2: from mine, I swear he shall not utter who art thou?
- 38:40Speaker 2: And whence ere my steel leap and compassed round with
- 38:44Speaker 2: death low he shall lie, and thus full fed with doom,
- 38:49Speaker 2: the fury of the house shall drain once more a
- 38:52Speaker 2: deep third draft of rich, unmingled blood. But thou, o sister,
- 38:57Speaker 2: look that all within be well prepared to give these
- 39:00Speaker 2: things event And ye I say twere well to bear
- 39:04Speaker 2: a tongue full of fair silence and of fitting speech,
- 39:07Speaker 2: as each beseems the time and last, Do thou, Hermes
- 39:11Speaker 2: the warder God, keep watch and ward and guide to
- 39:15Speaker 2: victory my striving sword.
- 39:17Speaker 1: Orestes exits with Pilodes
- 39:20Speaker 3: End of Section three