Chorus
Ah, fortune! Again and yet again the house comes to a fearful contest, for the race of Atreus.
What are we to do? Carry tidings to the town?
Or hold our peace? It is safer, friends.
1540
Look, look at that sudden rush of smoke to the sky in front of the palace, telling its tale!
They are kindling torches to fire the halls of Tantalus; nor do they hold back from murder.
A god determines the end where he wishes, for mortals.
1545
Great is the power; by avenging fiends, this house has fallen, fallen, through blood, by reason of the hurling Myrtilus from the chariot.
Orestes. Euripides. Edward P. Coleridge (Translator). London. 1891.
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