Chorus
O Zeus, O Zeus, what should I say?
[855]
Where shall I begin this prayer of mine, this appeal to the gods? How in my loyal zeal can I succeed in finding words to match need? Now is the moment when the blood-stained edges of the blades that lay men low
[860]
are utterly forever to destroy the house of Agamemnon. Or else, kindling a flaming light in the cause of freedom, Orestes will win both the rule over his realm and the rich possessions of his fathers.
[865]
Our gallant Orestes, with no one to assist him, is now to meet with two in such a contest. And may it be to triumph!