Stasimon 5
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Alas! Alas! Sorrowful work! You were done in by a wretched death. Alas! Alas! And for the survivor also suffering blossoms.
Orestes
Did she do the deed or not? No, this is my witness, dyed by Aegisthus’ sword. This is a stain of blood that helps time to spoil the many tinctures of embroidered fabric.
Now at last I speak his praises. Now at last I am present to lament him, as I address this web that wrought my father’s death.
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Yet I grieve for the deed and the punishment and for my whole clan. My victory is an unenviable pollution.
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Chorus
No mortal being shall pass his life unscathed, free from all suffering to the end.
Alas! Alas! One tribulation comes today, another tomorrow.
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Orestes
But since I would have you know, for I do not know how it will end: I think I am a charioteer driving my team far beyond the course. For my ungoverned wits are whirling me away overmastered, and at my heart fear wishes to sing and dance to a tune of wrath.
But while I am still in my senses, I proclaim to those who hold me dear and declare that not without justice did I slay my mother, the unclean murderess of my father, and a thing loathed by the gods.
And for the spells that gave me the courage for this deed I count Loxias, the prophet of Pytho,
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my chief source. It was he who declared that, if I did this thing, I would be acquitted of wrongdoing. But if I refrained—I will not name the penalty; for no bowshot could reach such a height of anguish.
And now observe me, how armed with this branch and wreath I go as a suppliant, an outcast for the shedding of kindred blood, to the temple set square on the womb of the earth,
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the precinct of Loxias, and to the bright fire said to be imperishable.In the Delphic shrine there was an undying fire. To no other hearth did Loxias bid me turn. And as to the manner in which this evil deed was wrought, I charge all men of Argos in time to come to bear me witness.
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I go forth a wanderer, estranged from this land, leaving this repute behind, in life or death.
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Chorus
And you have done well. Therefore do not yoke your tongue to an ill-omened speech, nor let your lips give vent to evil forebodings,
since you have freed the whole realm of Argos by lopping off the heads of two serpents with a fortunate stroke.
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Orestes
Ah, ah! You handmaidens, look at them there: like Gorgons, wrapped in sable garments, entwined with
swarming snakes! I can stay no longer.
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Chorus
What fantasies disturb you, dearest of sons to your father? Wait, do not be all overcome by fear.
Orestes
To me these are no imagined troubles. For there indeed are the hounds of wrath to avenge my mother.
Chorus
It is that the blood is still fresh on your hands; this is the cause of the disorder that assails your wits.
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Orestes
O lord Apollo, look! Now they come in troops, and from their eyes they drip loathsome blood!
Chorus
There is one way to cleanse you: the touch of Loxias
will set you free from this affliction.
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Orestes
You do not see them, but I see them. I am pursued. I can stay no longer. Rushes out
Chorus
Then may blessings go with you, and may the god watch benevolently over you and guard you with favorable fortunes!
Look! Now again, for the third time, has the tempest of this clan burst on the royal house and run its course. First, at the beginning, came the cruel woes of children slain for food; next, the fate of a man, a king,
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when the warlord of the Achaeans perished, murdered in his bath. And now, once again, there has come from somewhere a third, a deliverer, or shall I say a doom?
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Oh when will it finish its work, when will the fury of calamity, lulled to rest, find an end and cease?
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