So that the very words will seem to have been said by you.Electra To OrestesYour work begins at once; you have drawn the first lot in the slaughter.OrestesI would go, if some one would show me the way.Old manYes, I can escort you myself, not against my will.OrestesO Zeus, god of my fathers, be also the vanquisher of my enemies—ElectraAnd have pity on us; for we have suffered pitiably—Old manYes, indeed, have pity on your own descendants.ElectraAnd Hera, you who rule Mycenae’s altars—OrestesGive us victory, if we are asking for what is right.