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. Since I know the natural shrewdness of your heart.
Electra
  1. Listen to me now; and you (to Pylades) pay attention also.
Orestes
  1. Speak; the prospect of good news holds a certain pleasure.
Electra
  1. You know Helen’s daughter? Of course you do.
Orestes
  1. I know her, Hermione, whom my mother reared.
Electra
  1. She has gone to Clytemnestra’s tomb.
Orestes
  1. To do what? What hope are you hinting at?
Electra
  1. She was going to pour a libation over the tomb of our mother.