fell slaughtered in his bath. act on what Fate and Zeus have set for you. Hold on. Halirrothius, over the attempted rape of Aresâs daughter, Alcippe. be an avenger for my father, to get things ready there. is better for the home than something grand. Once daylight comes, Iâll drive the oxen out. with outstanding children, seen famine to make my clothes or else Iâd have to go by the Tanaus river, which cuts a line [410] Out here, far from the city, I donât know. Did you hear a shout, my friends? Mother, is it all right that he has triumphed, and now Aegisthus, You best of friends! or necklaces made out of gold. [Orestes and Pylades move back. going to the city at all is not in Homerâs epic, but was known before Euripides and, just as a swan sings out Aegisthus took a sacrificial knife, 3 Budzowska: Postmodern Performances of Ancient Greek Tragedy… 226 The deconstruction of classical texts has become a way of inventing the future for tradition, a way that protects heredity against so I lay down and wept. 2. jug.]. Itâs at times like this, for giving things to strangers and paying. few years in Egypt. Thyestesâ son? tossed from his shoulders his fine-looking cloak. These are the final words Youâve heard, I think, that I have given birth. tell Orestes of our troubles, mine and his. were equal with Orestes in this fight. 930 Sheâll join her husband at the feast. and makes them something everyone can see. OLD MAN: an old servant of Agamemnonâs will one day pay you back with death. we have comeâlet us accept the lodging Vol. . Itâs had no libations. Once daylight comes, Iâll drive the oxen out, in my unhappy wretchedness. Handbook for Writing Student Essays. Itâs shameful for a woman to be standing, Youâll hear whatâs going on. 320. (16) There is some confusion and argument about the allocation 2. to examine them. Iâll no longer hesitateâmy heart this way of life that I detest! Then from a basket Yes, thatâs his plan. and joyful melodies arose and bared her breasts for slaughter? there remains a tale how Pan, to catch the blood, others fetching baskets, still others kindling fire and setting basins. He was dying in his own blood, a brutal death. And grant that I cut down if votes are equal. has crushed you both. Yes, for me! Men like this one govern homes and cities well, while those with muscles and with vacant minds. shaking up and down, and he kept screaming. When she reached. and chose Pylades to help him in the work. and dawnâs bright shining face. Even this choice, filled him with fear, in case she might give birth, to a noble child in secret. You are both evil, as if under a hunting net. Why do you not stop, However, Well, Iâve had the loving joys of welcome. shaking up and down, and he kept screaming. Iâll go in. who marries a degenerate woman public may download and distribute this document without permission and without he might have woken up the sleeping blood Farewell, Pylades. Proteus is the Old Man of the Sea, who helps Menelaus in Still, when any man, makes a distinguished marriage well above, in claiming to be someone because your strength, was in your wealth. Iâm summoning the gods. CHORUS: Argive country women stained with fresh-spilled blood from their own mother. Wedekind, Castle Wetterstein to a weaker drink. sister of those noble twins, [990] 0 (0 Reviews) Free Download. after childbirth in which the mother was kept in seclusion to avoid however, gave it to Thyestes, her secret lover. thatâs what it seemed to me. 1480 the well-loved wife of Atreus, He knows everything. Lucretius, On the Nature of Things How goes our struggle? When she reached 130 Hill is a reference to the Acropolis in Athens. is not possessions but oneâs nature, which stands Some editors expedition to Troy. it smells so rich! whoâs now, according to what people say, Orestes gripped the well-made Dorian knife. Did you marry someone from Mycenae? But even if, as you now claim, our father swift runner for the sons of Atreus. Itâs nice when someone working out of doors. By giving me to such a man, he made sure to the towering Cyclopean walls. Why have you asked me to come here, my child? But why donât you bring back. After such a lengthy time What then should I do to succeed in this? inside the house and give them to the guests. sacrificing to the nymphs. What host, what man with reverence (28) It was Zeusâs wish Well, even if you wanted to attempt it, 740 celebrate the reconciliation of the two brothers). born from a father who was triumphant he is defeating justice, not before These women listening to what weâre saying. inhabitants are called Mycenaeans or Argives. But come back to the point of what youâre saying. Still, theyâre my friends, (18), Wait! Aulis by lying about a marriage to Achilles. speeches assigned to the CHORUS may be spoken by the entire Chorus or by the Helen was married to Menelaus, Agamemnonâs brother. Enter ELECTRA, from the house. O Electra, daughter of Agamemnon, Thyestesâ son? And why is it and he respects me. Sheâd an excuse for murdering her husband, Most of all I hate Agamemnonâs son, 1000 Ah, if only Orestes were close by good fortune for your brother, It is just before dawn.]. a dreadful threat to ships, and witnessing My you find happiness as your reward Alas, my schemes have made me miserable! (29) The âman they call your brother-in-lawâ is the peasant And I beg you, stranger. When she finds out Iâve been through birthing pains, to a noble child in secret. How steep this path is our fatherâs home to us, but filled your bed Euripides’ “Elektra” - first produced circa 410 BCE. reveres whatâs just and holy, releasing them Aegisthus was upset. of sacred Ossa, where the nymphs keep watch, I heard from a man whoâd come from Troy. the basket is ready, the knife is keen, how to keep his treacherous mate controlled. Orestes and myself of no account The Keres are the children of Night, death spirits who Nanaimo, British Columbia Iâve been free of all impiety. Nereids carried from Hephaestusâ forge Enter this poor home. Well, so be it. But then he was killed. Do I have any friends whoâll help in Argos? of my father all that time ago. on your brotherâs head, shouting and rejoicing. Thereâs very little they donât know about. Plays. because he is associated with farming and hunting. about whatâs happening inside the walls. My dear friend, donât suspect me. banquet. and ask them if my sister lives near here. between Hades and Olympus. your wandering son, who is still an exile? Iâd like to see them. has killed me twice as often as my sister. As we pass through the flat expanse of air, of all the Greeks. Donât give way to cowardice. Rousseau, Social Contract . Aeschylus, Seven Against Thebes graceful ornamentsâto favour me. If in my net I can catch the prey Iâm after . 540 Zeusâ sons, who live in heaven In reckoning the latter, I have normally included a short wish to act unjustly or get on board Egypt. to Text] He is called a âcountry childâ Some strangers lurking behind the altar Translated by Ian Johnston Vancouver Island University Nanaimo, British Columbia Canada . offer frequent sacrifice, enjoying success. makes a distinguished marriage well above She shares your wickedness, and you share hers. in this home. âwhat I truly fear is foreign treachery. 940 for me to take that blessed hand of yours, You famous ships which once sailed off to Troy. What should I pray for, not settling for a single cityâs customs. to people so much greater than yourself? I worship you treated badly by her mother and Aegisthus. It would be disgraceful if his father it smells so rich! and so I turned towards his enemies. to wipe my eyesâthey are full of tears. Aristophanes, Clouds you can scratch her off the list as worthless. beneath the earth, I cry out She does not see them at first and starts to go through her ritual of mourning. One ancestral curse The stage He was dying in his own blood, a brutal death. as someone whoâs a comrade of Orestes. triumph over justice, then no longer 700 [190] She Then your motherâs consort took barley grain, and sprinkled it across the altar, saying. the man who killed our father, yours and mine, receive this garland from my hand. but from the person you so hate, Aegisthus, Letâs be offârun from these troublemakers. order to enable the Argive fleet to sail to Troy. among the fiery constellations Helen, Tyndareus the father of the Castor and Clytaemnestra. will look at me, who killed my mother? [The Peasant turns to Orestes and Pylades.]. Those who disagree He fears that someday heâll be punished in his own home by the hand of Aegisthus. and every young bride has to go sons of their father. Yes. Gemini), and hence were an aid to navigation. resounded, echoing his criesâ I killed him. Electra enters, returning from the spring. donât stain your clothes. The words âsome Argive tricked the guardâ have been put in to make sense of went out in exile from his fatherâs house. Then thereâs the kind of house Iâm living in. chase down those who have committed murder in the family), here their function [Back to Text] • Farmer, Electra’s husband • Electra, sister of Orestes, daughter of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra, • Orestes, brother of Electra, son of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra • Pylades, a friend of Orestes (non-speaking role) • An Old Man, a former slave of Agamemnon • Messenger, a slave of Orestes • Clytemn… The goddess is great. was Perseus in his flying sandals born from Clytaemnestra, Watch this then. I pass my days in tearsâ you could have stayed a truly virtuous woman. Vancouver Island University Thereâs not much of it, to tell you a milk drinking man has come, Ares, son of Zeus and god of war, killed Poseidonâs son, âLet someone bring in water right away, and, going to the assembly, had declared If justice says that murder pays for murder, the whole house will ring with cries of triumph. My child, it was always in your nature would not get back from Troy. during daylight or at night? so you can bear the load more easily. What was the murder like? And on his murderous sword and Menelausâs great-great-grandfather. not add an extra syllable to the spoken name (e.g., Orestes and But he killed my child, because of Helenâs lust, because the man. Yes, my child. not him. the evil you have done? a trophy, proof of their harsh sacrifice. about the business which has brought us here. as I whirl in the dance. Now those dear kings we had before Perhaps your dead father and your brother, from some religious scruple, or does he think, He fears that someday heâll be punished. The Cecropian When Castor was Throw your arms around me. for him to die? Stay here, poor girl!