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Chorus
Do you see? He stirs beneath his robe!
Do you see? He stirs beneath his robe!
Electra
Alas! Your noisy chatter has roused him from his sleep.
Alas! Your noisy chatter has roused him from his sleep.
Chorus
No, I think he is asleep.
No, I think he is asleep.
Electra
Leave us, go away from the house! circle back again! cease this noise!
170
Leave us, go away from the house! circle back again! cease this noise!
170
Chorus
He is asleep.
He is asleep.
Electra
You are right.
1
O Lady Night,
giver of sleep to hard-working mortals, come from Erebus, come, wing your way to the palace of Agamemnon.
175
For with misery and woe we are lost, we are gone.
180
There!
To the Chorus. that noise again! Do be still and keep the sound of your voice
away from his couch; let him enjoy his sleep in peace, my dear!
185
You are right.
1
O Lady Night,
giver of sleep to hard-working mortals, come from Erebus, come, wing your way to the palace of Agamemnon.
175
For with misery and woe we are lost, we are gone.
180
There!
To the Chorus. that noise again! Do be still and keep the sound of your voice
away from his couch; let him enjoy his sleep in peace, my dear!
185
Orestes. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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