ELECTRA by Euripides, Part 16
Ah, sister mine! at last I see thee again only to be robbed in
moment of thy dear love; I must leave thee, and by thee be left.
Hers are a husband and a home; her only suffering this, that she
is quitting Argos.
Yet what could call forth deeper grief than exile from one's
fatherland? I must leave my father's house, and at a stranger's bar he
sentenced for my mother's blood.
Be of good cheer; go to the holy town of Pallas; keep a stout
O my brother, best and dearest! clasp me to thy breast; for now is
the curse of our mother's blood cutting us off from the home of our
Throw thy arms in close embrace about me. Oh! weep as o'er my
grave when I am dead.
Ah me, that bitter cry makes even gods shudder to hear. Yea, for
in my breast and in every heavenly being's dwells pity for the sorrows
Never to see thee more!
Never again to stand within thy sight!
This is my last good-bye to thee.
Farewell, farewell, my city! and ye my fellow-countrywomen, long
farewell to you!
Art thou going already, truest of thy sex?
I go, the tear-drop dimming my tender eyes.
Go, PYLADES, and be happy; take and wed ELECTRA.
Their only thoughts will be their marriage; but haste thee to
Athens, seeking to escape these hounds of hell, for they are on thy
track in fearful wise, swart monsters, with snakes for hands, who reap
a harvest of man's agony. But we twain must haste away o'er the
Sicilian main to save the seaman's ship. Yet as we fly through
heaven's expanse we help not the wicked; but whoso in his life loves
piety and justice, all such we free from troublous toils and save.
Wherefore let no man be minded to act unjustly, or with men
foresworn set sail; such the warning I, a god, to mortals give.
(THE DIOSCURI vanish.)
Farewell! truly that mortal's is a happy lot, who can thus fare,
unafflicted by any woe.