Orestes

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.

  1. Indeed she is; and already she is putting her seal on everything.
Pylades
  1. No longer, after she is married to Hades.
Orestes
  1. But how? She has her barbarian attendants.
Pylades
  1. Barbarians indeed! I am not the man to fear any Phrygian.
Orestes
  1. They are only fit to look after mirrors and perfumes!
Pylades
  1. Has she brought Trojan luxury with her here?
Orestes
  1. So much so, that Hellas is too small for her to live in.
Pylades
  1. The race of slaves is nothing to those who are free.
Orestes
  1. Well, if I can do this deed, I do not shrink from dying twice over.
Pylades
  1. No, nor I either, if it is you I am avenging.
Orestes
  1. Explain the matter, and continue describing your plan.
Pylades
  1. We will enter the house on the pretence of going to our death.
Orestes
  1. So far I follow you, but not beyond.
Pylades
  1. We will lament our sufferings to her.
Orestes
  1. So that she will shed tears, although her heart is glad.
Pylades
  1. And our condition will be like hers.
Orestes
  1. How shall we proceed next in our contest?
Pylades
  1. We shall have swords concealed in our cloaks.
Orestes
  1. Will we dispose of her attendants first?
Pylades
  1. We will shut them up in different parts of the house.