Electra Monologue

From Electra by Euripides

female · anguished · 54 sec

Dark shepherdess of many a golden star, Dost see me, Mother Night? And how this jar Hath worn my earth-bowed head, as forth and fro For water to the hillward springs I go? Not for mere stress of need, but purpose set, That never day nor night God may forget Aegisthus' sin: aye, and perchance a cry Cast forth to the waste shining of the sky May find my father's ear.... The woman bred Of Tyndareus, my mother--on her head Be curses!--from my house hath outcast me; She hath borne children to our enemy; She hath made me naught, she hath made Orestes naught.

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