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. My body is gone, though my name has not deserted me.
Menelaus
  1. Unsightly apparition, so different from what I expected!
Orestes
  1. Here I am, the murderer of my wretched mother.
Menelaus
  1. I have heard, spare your words; evils should be seldom spoken.
Orestes
  1. I will be sparing; but the deity is lavish of woe in my case.
Menelaus
  1. What ails you? what is your deadly sickness?
Orestes
  1. My conscience; I know that I am guilty of a dreadful crime.
Menelaus
  1. What do you mean? Wisdom is shown in clarity, not in obscurity.