Monologue

Orestes Monologue from Electra

From Electra by Euripides

male · anguished · 50 sec

Enough; this dear delight is mine at last Of thine embracing; and the hour comes fast When we shall stand again as now we stand, And stint not.--Stay, Old Man: thou, being at hand At the edge of time, advise me, by what way Best to requite my father's murderers. Say, Have I in Argos any still to trust; Or is the love, once borne me, trod in dust, Even as my fortunes are? Whom shall I seek? By day or night? And whither turn, to wreak My will on them that hate us? Say.

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