Greek drama (Tragedy) -- Translations into English
Monsters and woes are many, but most terrible of all is a
passion-driven woman: Thestias, who burnt out the mystic brand that
measured her son's life; Scylla, who robbed her father of his
life-charm; another--but the woman who slew her warrior-chief it is
meet for me to pass over in silence. Then there is the great Lemnian
Crime, foremost of all crimes; yet this might well be compared to it;
and as that race perished, so is judgment at hand here; the anvil-block
of Vengeance firm is set, and Fate is swordsmith hammering; in due time
the debt of guilt is paid. {639}
EPISODE II
_Enter by the Distance Side-door Orestes, Pylades, and attendants, and
advance to the Central Door._
_Orestes_ calls loudly for admission, telling the slave who opens that
he is a traveller, and must do his message to those within ere night
falls; to a lady if a lady rules, though a lord is seemlier. _Enter
Clytaemnestra_, who gives a formal offer of hospitality (having noticed
his irreverent tone), and to whom he bluffly gives a message from a
fellow traveller, who learning he was bound for Argos, begged him to
seek out Orestes' kinsmen and give the news of his death.
_Clytaemnestra_ affects a burst of grief; the curse has taken another
victim as he was disentangling himself from the net. _Orestes_ regrets
he cannot hope for the welcome of those who bear good news.
_Clytaemnestra_ (with a dim feeling of suspicion) assures him he shall
want for nothing 'that is fitting', orders Orestes to be led one way,
and the rest another, and goes to call Aegisthus 'and friends.'
_Exeunt Clytaemnestra by Left Inferior Door to the Women's Quarters,
Orestes and Porter through Central and Pylades, etc., through Right
Inferior Door. Chorus, in marching rhythm_, catch the touch of
suspense, and invoke Hermes and the Spirit of Persuasion for Orestes.
{720}
_Enter from Women's Quarters, Cilissa_, Orestes' Nurse, bidden to seek
Aegisthus, as the stranger looks like one meaning to cook some ill.
She is in tears at the death of her boy, and details all the petty
cares she had over his helpless infancy, and how they are now all
profitless.
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