Woe worth the day! what evil tidings have I brought for thee, old sire, and for all who love my master! woe is me!PeleusAlas! my prophetic soul hath a presentiment. MessengerAged Peleus, hearken! Thy grandson is no more; so grievously is he smitten by the men of Delphi and the strangeri.e. Orestes. from Mycenae.ChorusAh! what wilt thou do, old man? Fall not; uplift thyself.