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EURIPIDES

Orestes.

Grant us thy strength, if for the right we cry.


Old Man.

Strength to these twain, to right their father's wrong!


Electra.

Earth, deep Earth, to whom I yearn in vain,


Orestes.

And deeper thou, O father darkly slain,


Old Man.

Thy children call, who love thee: hearken thou!


Orestes.

Girt with thine own dead armies, wake, O wake!


Electra.

With all that died at I lion for thy sake . . .


Old Man.

And hate earth's dark defilers; help us now!


Electra.

Dost hear us yet, O thou in deadly wrong,
Wronged by my mother?


Old Man.

Child, we stay too long.
He hears; be sure he hears!


Electra.

And while he hears,
I speak this word for omen in his ears: