_Elec._ Have no cause! Do I not wail my brother, who is dead? _Ores._ Thou hast no call to utter speech like this. _Elec._ And am I so dishonoured by the dead? _Ores._ By none art thou dishonoured. But this thing Is nought to thee. _Elec._ And yet it needs must be, If 'tis Orestes' body that I bear. _Ores._ Except in show of speech it is not his. _Elec._ Where, then, is that poor exile's sepulchre? _Ores._ Of those that live there is no sepulchre. {1219} _Elec._ What say'st thou, boy? _Ores._ No falsehood what I say. _Elec._ And does he live? _Ores._ He lives, if I have life. _Elec._ What, art thou he? _Ores._ Look thou upon this seal, My father's once, and learn if I speak truth. _Elec._ O blessed day! _Ores._ Most blessed, I too own. _Elec._ O voice! And art thou come? _Ores._ No longer learn That news from others. _Elec._ And I have thee here, Here in my grasp! _Ores._ So may'st thou always have me. _Elec._ O dearest friends, my fellow-citizens, Look here on this Orestes, dead indeed In feigned craft, and by that feigning saved. _Chor._ We see it, daughter; and at what has chanced A tear of gladness trickles from our eyes. {1231} A passionate dialogue (_in mixed verse: Electra, speaking lyrics, Orestes Blank Verse_) of exultation and weeping succeeds: until finally Orestes is calling back their thoughts to the plans of vengeance when _enter from Palace Attendant of Orestes_, who chides them for their loud joy, which he has barely been able to prevent from reaching the ears of Clytaemnestra. Electra is informed who this attendant is, and joyfully recognizes him and calls him father for his faithfulness. He cuts conversation short and hurries Orestes and Pylades within. _Electra_ with a prayer retires. {1383} CHORAL INTERLUDE III Short expression of the sense of a critical moment: _Strophe_, Ares and the Avengers are on their way--_Antistrophe_, they have passed beneath the roof-tree. {1397} EXODUS, OR FINALE _Electra_ rushes out to stand on guard against Aegisthus while vengeance is being done on Clytaemnestra.--Cries from within; _Electra_ and _Chorus_ perceive that the deed is done.--Enter _Orestes_ and _Pylades_ from the Palace red-handed; they are about to triumph when _Electra_ thrusts them back, for Aegisthus is at hand.--_Enter Aegisthus_ enquiring for the strangers of Electra. {1442}