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.
- After that, you yourself invent something, as it falls out.
- Well said. But my mother, where is she?
- At Argos; but she will join her husband for the feast.
- Why didn’t my mother set out with her husband?
- From fear of the citizens’ reproach she stayed behind.
- I understand; she knows that the city suspects her.
- Something like that; for an unholy woman is an object of hatred.
- How then shall I kill her and him at once?
- I shall prepare my mother’s slaughter!