Sophocles' ELECTRA Complete

Translated by R. Jebb.

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Chorus: (epode)

At least it is in love, like a true-hearted mother, that I dissuade
thee from adding misery to miseries.

Electra: But what measure is there in my wretchedness? Say, how can
it be right to neglect the dead? Was that impiety ever born in mortal?
Never may I have praise of such; never when my lot is cast in pleasant
places, may I cling to selfish ease, or dishonour my sire by restraining
the wings of shrill lamentation!

For if the hapless dead is to lie in dust and nothingness, while the
slayers pay not with blood for blood, all regard for man, all fear
of heaven, will vanish from the earth.

Leader of the Chorus: I came, my child, in zeal for thy welfare no
less than for mine own; but if I speak not well, then be it as thou
wilt; for we will follow thee.

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