Eksodos
Aegisthus
Which of you can tell me where those Phocian strangers are, who are said to have brought report for us that Orestes passed away amidst the shipwrecked chariots?
You, you I ask, yes, you, who were in former days so bold. It seems to me that this concerns you most, so you must know best, and can best tell me.
1445
Electra
I do know. How could I not? Otherwise I would be an alien to the fortune of my nearest kinsmen.
Aegisthus
Where, then, may the strangers be? Tell me.
1450
Electra
Inside. They have found a way to the heart of their hostess.
Aegisthus
Have they in fact reported him truly dead?
Electra
No, not reported only. They have shown him.
Aegisthus
Then I can identify the corpse myself?
Electra
You can, indeed, though it is no enviable sight.
1455
Aegisthus
You have indeed given me a joyful greeting, beyond your custom.
Electra
May joy be yours, if joy is what you find in these things.
Aegisthus
Silence, I say, and throw wide the gates for all Mycenaeans and Argives to see,
so that, if any one of them were once buoyed by empty hopes in this man, now by seeing his corpse, he may welcome my bit in his mouth, instead of waiting until my punishment makes him grow wits by force!
1460
Electra
All will be done on my part. Time
has given me the sense to comply with the stronger.
1465
Aegisthus
O Zeus, I see an image which could not have fallen without divine spite—but, if Nemesis attend what I say, let it be unsaid! To Orestes. Undo the coverings from his eyes, so that our kinship, at least, may receive due mourning from me also.
Orestes
Lift the veil yourself. It is not for me, but for you to look upon these remains and greet them kindly.
1470
Aegisthus
You advise well, and I will obey you. To Electra. But you, call Clytaemnestra for me, if she is at home.
Orestes
She is near you; do not look elsewhere.
Aegisthus
O, what sight is this!
1475
Orestes
Why so scared? Is the face so strange?
1475
Aegisthus
Who are the men into whose nets I have miserably fallen?
Orestes
Do you not perceive how you have long been addressing the living in terms suited to the dead?
Aegisthus
Ah, I read the riddle! It cannot be that
this is not Orestes who speaks to me!
1480
Orestes
And, though so good a prophet, were you deceived so long?
Aegisthus
Oh, I am destroyed, undone! Yet allow me to speak just a little.
Electra
By the gods, brother, do not allow him to speak any more or to plead at length!
When mortals are embroiled in misfortunes, how can one who is to die benefit from lapse of time? No, kill him as quickly as you can, and throw his corpse to the creatures from whom his kind should have burial, throw it far from our sight! For in my eyes this
1485
alone can bring us release from the misery of the past.
1490
