ELECTRA
Electra
To keep a watch for fear
Aegisthus should forestall us unawares.
Clytemnestra (within)
Woe! woe! O woeful house,
Of friends forsaken, full of murderers!
Electra
Listen! a cry within—hear ye not, friends?
Chorus
I heard and shuddered—oh, an awesome cry.
Clytemnestra
Ah woe is me! Aegisthus, where art thou?
Electra
Hark; once again a wail.
Clytemnestra
O son, my son,
Have pity on thy mother!
Electra
Thou hadst none
On him or on the father that begat him.
Chorus
Unhappy realm and house,
The curse that dogged thee day by day
Is dying, dying fast.
Clytemnestra
I am stricken, ah!
Electra
Strike, if thou canst, again.
Clytemnestra
Woe, woe is me once more!
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