Euripides · Electra Ἠλέκτρα

Euripides, Electra 900–958: Exodos: Electra reproaches the dead Aegisthus

Electra, ashamed but wishing to speak, reproaches the body of Aegisthus, saying that he had no right to take another man's wife, and to live on his wife's money, and that a man who is called the husband of a woman is no better than her slave. The Chorus says that he did terrible things, and that he has now paid for them, for Justice has great strength.

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Ἠλέκτρα 900αἰσχύνομαι μέν, βούλομαι δʼ εἰπεῖν ὅμως. Ὀρέστης τί χρῆμα; λέξον· ὡς φόβου γʼ ἔξωθεν εἶ. Ἠλέκτρα νεκροὺς ὑβρίζειν, μή μέ τις φθόνῳ βάλῃ. Ὀρέστης οὐκ ἔστιν οὐδεὶς ὅστις ἂν μέμψαιτό σε. Ἠλέκτρα δυσάρεστος ἡμῶν καὶ φιλόψογος πόλις. Ὀρέστης 905λέγʼ, εἴ τι χρῄζεις, σύγγονʼ· ἀσπόνδοισι γὰρ νόμοισιν ἔχθραν τῷδε συμβεβλήκαμεν.

Electra I am ashamed, but equally I wish to speak.

Orestes What is it? Speak, as you are free from fear.

Electra I am ashamed to insult the dead, for fear someone might hurl malice at me.

Orestes There is no one who would blame you.

Electra Our citizens are hard to please, and love scandal.

Orestes Speak, if you need to say anything, sister; for we engaged in hostilities with him on terms without truce.

Electra

907εἶἑν· τίνʼ ἀρχὴν πρῶτά σʼ ἐξείπω κακῶν, ποίας τελευτάς; τίνα μέσον τάξω λόγον; καὶ μὴν διʼ ὄρθρων γʼ οὔποτʼ ἐξελίμπανον 910θρυλοῦσʼ ἅ γʼ εἰπεῖν ἤθελον κατʼ ὄμμα σόν, εἰ δὴ γενοίμην δειμάτων ἐλευθέρα τῶν πρόσθε. νῦν οὖν ἐσμεν· ἀποδώσω δέ σοι ἐκεῖνʼ ἅ σε ζῶντʼ ἤθελον λέξαι κακά. ἀπώλεσάς με κὠρφανὴν φίλου πατρὸς 915καὶ τόνδʼ ἔθηκας, οὐδὲν ἠδικημένος, κἄγημας αἰσχρῶς μητέρʼ ἄνδρα τʼ ἔκτανες στρατηλατοῦνθʼ Ἕλλησιν, οὐκ ἐλθὼν Φρύγας. ἐς τοῦτο δʼ ἦλθες ἀμαθίας ὥστʼ ἤλπισας ὡς ἐς σὲ ἐμὴν δὴ μητέρʼ οὐχ ἕξοις κακὴν 920γήμας, ἐμοῦ δὲ πατρὸς ἠδίκεις λέχη. ἴστω δʼ, ὅταν τις διολέσας δάμαρτά του κρυπταῖσιν εὐναῖς εἶτʼ ἀναγκασθῇ λαβεῖν, δύστηνός ἐστιν, εἰ δοκεῖ τὸ σωφρονεῖν ἐκεῖ μὲν αὐτὴν οὐκ ἔχειν, παρʼ οἷ δʼ ἔχειν. 925ἄλγιστα δʼ ᾤκεις, οὐ δοκῶν οἰκεῖν κακῶς· ᾔδησθα γὰρ δῆτʼ ἀνόσιον γήμας γάμον, μήτηρ δὲ σʼ ἄνδρα δυσσεβῆ κεκτημένη. ἄμφω πονηρὼ δʼ ὄντʼ ἀνῃρεῖσθον τύχην κείνη τε τὴν σὴν καὶ σὺ τοὐκείνης κακόν. 930πᾶσιν δʼ ἐν Ἀργείοισιν ἤκουες τάδε· Ὁ τῆς γυναικός — οὐχὶ τἀνδρὸς ἡ γυνή. καίτοι τόδʼ αἰσχρόν, προστατεῖν γε δωμάτων γυναῖκα, μὴ τὸν ἄνδρα· κἀκείνους στυγῶ τοὺς παῖδας, ὅστις τοῦ μὲν ἄρσενος πατρὸς 935οὐκ ὠνόμασται, τῆς δὲ μητρὸς ἐν πόλει. ἐπίσημα γὰρ γήμαντι καὶ μείζω λέχη τἀνδρὸς μὲν οὐδείς, τῶν δὲ θηλειῶν λόγος. ὃ δʼ ἠπάτα σε πλεῖστον οὐκ ἐγνωκότα, ηὔχεις τις εἶναι τοῖσι χρήμασι σθένων· 940τὰ δʼ οὐδὲν εἰ μὴ βραχὺν ὁμιλῆσαι χρόνον. ἡ γὰρ φύσις βέβαιος, οὐ τὰ χρήματα. ἣ μὲν γὰρ αἰεὶ παραμένουσʼ αἴρει κακά· ὁ δʼ ὄλβος ἀδίκως καὶ μετὰ σκαιῶν ξυνὼν ἐξέπτατʼ οἴκων, σμικρὸν ἀνθήσας χρόνον. 945ἃ δʼ ἐς γυναῖκας — παρθένῳ γὰρ οὐ καλὸν λέγειν — σιωπῶ, γνωρίμως δʼ αἰνίξομαι. ὕβριζες, ὡς δὴ βασιλικοὺς ἔχων δόμους κάλλει τʼ ἀραρώς. ἀλλʼ ἔμοιγʼ εἴη πόσις μὴ παρθενωπός, ἀλλὰ τἀνδρείου τρόπου. 950τὰ γὰρ τέκνʼ αὐτῶν Ἄρεος ἐκκρεμάννυται, τὰ δʼ εὐπρεπῆ δὴ κόσμος ἐν χοροῖς μόνον. ἔρρʼ, οὐδὲν εἰδὼς ὧν ἐφευρεθεὶς χρόνῳ δίκην δέδωκας. — ὧδέ τις κακοῦργος ὢν μή μοι τὸ πρῶτον βῆμʼ ἐὰν δράμῃ καλῶς, 955νικᾶν δοκείτω τὴν Δίκην, πρὶν ἂν πέλας γραμμῆς ἵκηται καὶ τέλος κάμψῃ βίου.

Well then! Which of your evil acts shall I tell of first, as a beginning? What sort of end shall I make? What part of my speech shall I assign to the middle place? And yet I never ceased, throughout the early mornings, repeating what I wished to say to your face, if ever I were free from my old terrors. And now I am; so I will pay you back with those reproaches I wanted to make when you were alive. You destroyed me, and orphaned me and this man here of a dear father, though you were wronged in no way by us; and you made a shameful marriage with my mother, and killed her husband, who led the armies of Hellas, though you never went to Troy. You were so foolish that you really expected, in marrying my mother, that she would not be unfaithful to you, though you were wronging my father’s bed. Know that whoever ruins another’s wife, in secret love, and then is forced to take her himself, is pitiable, if he thinks that the chastity which did not govern her before will do so with him. You lived most miserably, although you thought it otherwise; you knew well that you had made an unholy marriage, and my mother knew that she had in you an impious husband. Both being wicked, she took up your fortune, you her evil. Among all the Argives you would hear this: That woman’s husband, not that man’s wife. Although this is a shameful thing, for the wife to rule the house and not the husband; and I hate those children who are called in the city not the sons of the man, their father, but of their mother. For instance, when a man makes a remarkable marriage, one above his rank, there is no talk of the husband but only of the wife. This deceived you the most, in your ignorance: you professed to be some one, strong in your wealth, but that is nothing, except to associate with briefly. It is nature that is secure, not wealth; for, always standing by, it takes away troubles; but prosperity, when it lives wickedly and with fools, flies out of the house, flowering for a short time. As to your women, I am silent—for it is not good for a maiden to speak of this—but I will tell riddles that can be understood. You were insolent because you had a king’s house and were endowed with good looks. May I never have a husband with a girl’s face, but one with a man’s ways. For the children of the latter cling to a life of arms, while the fair ones are only an ornament in the dance. Begone, knowing nothing of how you were discovered and paid the penalty in time. So let no evildoer suppose, even if he runs the first step well, that he will get the better of Justice, until he comes to the end of the finish-line and makes the last turn in life.

Chorus Leader

957ἔπραξε δεινά, δεινὰ δʼ ἀντέδωκε σοὶ καὶ τῷδʼ· ἔχει γὰρ ἡ Δίκη μέγα σθένος.

He did terrible things, and repaid them to you and Orestes; for Justice has great strength.

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English translation by Edward P. Coleridge (1891). Original text: Greek text: Gilbert Murray (ed.), Euripidis Fabulae, Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1913, as digitised by Perseus. English: Edward P. Coleridge, The Plays of Euripides, London: George Bell and Sons, first published 1891 (Bohn's Classical Library; the Perseus header records a later printing).

Greek text and translation from the Perseus Digital Library, Tufts University, CC BY-SA 4.0 (Perseus Digital Library); translation public domain. Introductions, summaries and notes © GreekMythology.com.