Electra
Euripides
Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. II. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1891.
- I will forgive you; for I do not rejoice so very much at what I have done, child.
- You, a woman who has just given birth—why is your body so unwashed and meanly clad? Alas for my schemes!
- I drove on in anger against my husband more than I should have.
- You sigh too late, when you have no remedy. My father is dead; but why do you not recall that exile, your own wandering son?
- l am afraid; I am looking to my interests, not his.
- For he is angry, they say, over the murder of his father.
- And why do you cause your husband to be cruel to me?
- Such are his ways. You have a stubborn nature also.
- Yes, for I am in distress. Yet I will cease from my anger.