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.
- If you are alive, and if so, how you are.
- Well then, you see first of all how withered my body is.
- Yes, so wasted with sorrow that I sigh for it.
- And my head and hair, close shaven as if by a Scythian’s razor.
- Your brother and your dead father perhaps gnaw at your heart.
- Alas! For what is dearer to me than they?
- Ah! What are you to your brother, do you think?
- He is far away, not here to be my friend.
- Why are you living here, far from the city?