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Old Man.

To where Aegisthus doeth sacrifice? 665

Electra.

Then seek my mother, and my message tell.

Old Man.

Yea, it shall seem the utterance of thy lips.

Electra (to Orestes).

Now to thy work. Thou drewest first blood-lot.^[1]

Orestes.

I will set forth if any guide appear.

Old Man.

Even I will speed thee thither nothing loth. 670

Orestes.^[2]

My fathers' God, Zeus, smiter of my foes,
Pity us: pitiful our wrongs have been.

Electra.

Ah, pity them whose lineage is of thee!

Orestes.

Queen of Mycenæ's altars, Hera, help!
Grant to us victory, if we claim the right. 675

 

1. i.e. To thy lot it falls to execute the first murder, that of Aegisthus.
2. The lines which follow have been variously assigned by editors. The arrangement adopted by Keene is here followed.