Electra
spoken
They do not hear; alas for my troubles! Can it be that her beauty has blunted their swords? sung
Soon some Argive in full armor, hurrying [1290] to her rescue, will attack the palace. spoken
Keep a better look-out; it is not a contest of sitting still; turn about, some here, some there. Chorus
sung
[1295] I am looking everywhere in turn along the road. Helen
within
Oh, Pelasgian Argos! I am being foully murdered. Chorus
Did you hear? The men have put their hand to the slaughter. It is Helen screaming, at a guess. Electra
sung
[1300] O eternal might of Zeus, of Zeus, only come to help my friends! Helen
within
Menelaus, I am dying, but you do not help me, though you are near.