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. But I have a way to recover from these troubles.
Menelaus
  1. Do not speak of death; that is not wise.
Orestes
  1. It is Phoebus, who commanded me to kill my mother.
Menelaus
  1. Showing a strange ignorance of what is fair and right.
Orestes
  1. We are slaves to the gods, whatever those gods are.
Menelaus
  1. And does Loxias not help your affliction?
Orestes
  1. He will in time; this is the nature of gods.
Menelaus
  1. How long is it since your mother breathed her last?