Classical drama; Orestes, part 3

You keep traitor. What in God's name if you've ever done but fight a war to bring your wife back home. And now you turn your back and visit me do you. THIS IS THE END THIS IS THE LAST OF THE HOUSE OF Agamemnon. My poor father even in his grave deserted by his friend and now my last hope my only refuge from death is lost that traitor Mina layers was my final hope. But wait. Look. I see a pile of these my best friend pilot is on his way from Fotis thank God. Was this sight a friend a loyal friend in my despair. No sailor ever saw a car more greedily than I now see my friend pilot. I seem to reach here none too soon or rest days. As I was coming through town I saw the archives meeting and with my own ears heard them discussing some proposal to execute your sister and you in the name of Heaven what has happened here. What does all this mean it means this. We are ruined. Include me in that way friend share and share alike. Traitor men and ladies he betrayed my sister and me. I am

not surprised. A vicious husband for a vicious wife and I coming home to help my cause as much as if you'd stayed in Troy and the rumor was true. He really has returned somewhat late. This treachery on the other hand was promptness itself. What about that bitch Helen. Did he bring her home. No the other way round she brought him where is he hiding now. Where is that woman who murdered so many are in my house. If I have any right to call it mine. What did you ask me to intercede for us and save our lives. My God what do you say to that. This I want to hear. Caution and so on the usual rot the traitors talk what what was his excuse. That tells me everything we were interrupted. That old man came you know the man I mean the father of those precious daughters and buries himself furious with you I suppose because of your mother you hated so many layers took the old man's side against my father. He refused to help you at all. Oh he's no soldier though he's quite the man with the ladies. As matters now stand your death is certain. They vote on a

sentence today Roger answered. But what will the verdict be. Life or death. Little words with a lot of jest take a like join try to make your home impossible as sentries posted everywhere. I remember now you know armed men were patrolling the streets surrounded like a city under siege. That's what happened to me. I have suffered too. Your troubles on top of mine. What happened my father strove for has banished me from foe to dentist you on his authority as your father to take you to court on a formal indictment for aiding and abetting the murder of your mother. That shocking crime as he called Heaven help me if you must suffer on my account I am no mentally as I can take but aren't you afraid of the OG I suppose they decide to put you to death with me they have no jurisdiction. I'm a poser Don't be too certain in the hands of vicious men the mob will do anything but under good leaders it's quite a different story. That's it. We will speak to them ourselves. But why should we suppose for instance I went to the meeting myself and I told him that you were completely justified Hi

avenge my father they'd arrest you with pleasure what am I supposed to do sit here and soak die without saying a word in my own defense. A cowards act then for God's sake what should I do. Do you have anything to gain from staying here nothing whatsoever. And if you go to the meeting. Something might be gained. But clearly you have to go. Good enough out boom. You may be killed of course but at least you'll die fighting and escape are coeds dead. Better than by staying here and my cause is just. Pray Heaven that it may seem that way to them. Besides they may pity me. This is your high birth. They may feel indignation at my father's murder when our course is clear absolutely. I must go. I refuse to die a coward Spoken like a man. Should we tell Electra. Great Heavens no. There probably be tears which wouldn't be auspicious. Clearly silence is bad and will save no little time. One strong objection still remains. What's that. My madness if I have an attack no fear you are in good hands. Men are hard to handle I will manage my madness strikes you want to get it.

You're certain that you're not afraid. Afraid. Fear and friendship is an ugly trait. Then lead on the helmsman love lead you follow me take me first to my father's grave. What for. To implore his help. I agree this pilgrimage is good but don't for God's sake don't let me see my mother's grave. No no she hated you. But hurry we must go now or the other guys may have voted before we arrive here. Here lean yourself on me now. Let the people cheer. I'll lead you through the city proud and under strain. What does my friendship worth unless I prove it now in your time of trouble. Provide yourself with friends as well as kin and the proverb tells the truth. One friend is worth ten thousand relatives. Where where are they now. At least of golden brown

glory that can Detroit beside the Samoans the boast of happiness blazon through her life's. Back her glory decay the greatness goes from the happy house of Atreus beneath the ground facade the stayin was old already. Strike for a building run and the long stale bread is the curse of blood began the little prince has a table laid with hold out feast of murdered some. Rapture and swell and murder displacing murder as through the blood of years the stain spread on in time to reach us the living and what had seemed so right. As soon as dawn became evil monstrous wrong. A mother murdered her soft throat slashed by the stabbing cold and the blade raised highwater brandished the

back unit light. Double crime sacrilege of madness born in horror in anguish before she died his mother cried No no my eyes are no. Do not kill your mobo to revenge do not make your life an eternity of. Madness like this. What. Taro what grief can compare with the. Hands of our son. Same with mother's blood. Morris to remove human pomo through mine to the man who knew his mother murdered and went mad. Reading your piece talk him down his rolling eyes all wide mad eyes that saw Hugh's mother bare her breast over her cloth of gold song and seeings stabbed avenging his father with his mother's murder. But where is arrestees.

Good sakes women where did he go. Has he had another attack. No elector. He went to the guys meeting to stand his trial and speak in his own defense upon what happened. Your life depend. Why and who persuaded him that it is. But look Electra I see a messenger on the way here can I answer your question. Electra who daughter of a general Agamemnon. Bring you bad new if your news is bad I hardly need to guess we must die. The sentence is death here. Niaga devoted you and your brother Miss you today. But I had expected no less but a long time now I dreaded in my heart that this would happen. But what did they say. What were the arguments that condemned us to death. And how are we to die my brother and I. Being stoned to death or by the

sword and by a strange coincidence ma'am. I just now come into town from a country thinking to get some news of how things will you and the rest is your family you see always took good care of me and for my part I stood by your brother to the very end. I may be only a poor peasant but when it comes to loyalty I'm as good as any man. Well then. I saw a crowd go streaming up to take their seats on the Hill. Same place where they sailed the nail's Hill the first public meeting in August where Egypt is today's trial. But but anyhow hearing all that crowd I went up and asked What's happening here is there a war. What's all this excitement or lure on. Don't you see already Steve is there he is on his way to stand trial for his life.

And then I never will be. Who are. And one whose likes I never hope to see again. Already just isn't together. The one with sickness and there will be others sharing his troubles like a brother helping him. In any case it is soon as the seats were filled Harold Rose who wishes he cried to speak to the question What is your wish. Should the matricide Orestes live or die. In hell he is caught up in the men who fought with your father of Troy and he spoke like the hoodie he always was in who faced speech compliments for your father in contrast to Orestes cheap malicious pervert with ruling praises. Just Orestes

example is dangerous for parents. Needless to say he was all smiles and sweetness will be just his cronies. You know that your hero for you was jumping to the winning side. Remove any of the influence of power. Go on the head. They're after him Prince Diomede is spoke. Yeah it was his opinion that you should be banished and not killed since by so doing this would be guiltless of your blood. The response however was mixed. If some applauded others booed in the next speaker was one of those cocky loud mouth but not from others if you take my meaning anybody's man for a prize of course sure of the reckless uni's blast it would leave enough to take as heroes in here. He moved that arrest is and you should be stoned to death as it were.

Cheering him on. You need even spoke to that effect. But at last someone stood up to take the other side. Nothing much to look at but the real man. Not the sort one sees loping in the market or public places but a small farmer. Part of that class on which our country depends on is decent God fearing man and rank should in the name of common sense you say yours bit you know in this man's opinion arrestees deserved the crown. It would if he didn't have to roll over to avenge his father's murder by killing a godless worthless adulterous woman a woman what was more true kept men from war. You kept them at home. They're tormented by the fear that if they lived those who stayed behind would seduce their wives and destroy their families and homes.

He seemed to convince the bettors thought that no wooden spoke born or they had been arrested he's Rose men Nawaf said. It was for your sake as much as for my mother that I killed my mother. But if you sanction this murder of husbands by wives you might as well go kill yourselves right now or accept the domination of your women. It but you will not. You must not do it. As things now stand my father's unfaithful wife is dead. But if you vote that I must die. Who then the president. My ACT establishes most for all in euros as good as dead since wives will have the courage of their crimes to have it in shorter speech. And yet he failed while that cheap blabber by pleading to the

mob induce them to pass a sentence of death and poor rest is barely able to persuade the man not to stone him to death and then only by promising that you and he would kill yourselves today. The pilot DS T is bringing him home from the meeting followed by a group of friends all weeping moaning. Such is his return in the bitterest ideas. To repair the rope bring out the sword or you must die and leave the light. Neither your birth nor Apollo the news trying to delve know Apolo is true oh you poor Richard looked at her. Head hung down down with grief trembling on the verge of tears.

And Palast. Let me believe the cry of mourning. With white nails life for my cheeks beat my breasts each drop for the queen of A. Goddess post Stephanie. I could share your hair your religion and raise the cry of pity. Pity for of those of us who die fighting men off and. Helps line is ended. Ancient happy have. Great resentment out of Athens envy was the boat the mental Barkus took

generations of. Fleeting races of suffering mankind. Nor can you hope to get your love. Those happy down with they are and crossed with. Endless long parade the passing generations go. Changing Places changing lives the suffering remain. Change and grief consume Ah this one. In heaven and he needs me to have been smitten with a great rock shattered from Olympus remains and floats on gold in my. Lift me. Take me there and let me cry my grief to time to the founder of my house Father of My Fathers. Who saw the coast speaking. We need brains

as Pella swerving cars brought along the sea. Mirthless her to nurse her down the body tossed from the hurtling car or the boiling serve pounds and batters on juries to. Sauber Coast rival and the spreading stain of blood. The sign appear in Hermes want. A rhyme with golden fleece portending terror to a truce breeder of horses. The quarrel in the blood that broke the golden sunrise forced the glistening westward to the sky where lonely Dawn drives down her solitary steed. And Zeus in horror of the crime. Change the paths with the seven Pleiades to and still the spreading stain displacing marital betrayal and broken base. Oh yes do you speak of horror and the adulterous love of a ropey of Crete. This.

Is. The inescapable. Biting fulfillment in my brother. And here your brother comes under his sentence of death. And with him comes pilot is most loyal of his friends guiding like a brother poor aristos stumbling steps who risk days who go nuts to see you standing there so close to death a grave so near who could take him not to see you for the lust lust and often lack of trust. No more of these women. Resign yourself it's hard I know but we must accept it. Hey how can I stop. Look look at me. His lawyer is pleading air we should never see no mood Elektra is good enough that the our guys have killed me must you kill me to cook God's sake no more tears that you were so young so young to die. You should live Orestes lives in God's name Stop it please.

Cries of you older make me a curl of your wrist. Might we see it. No one wants to know but we have no choice. Time has come. We really have to True's the way in which we die by the sword or the rope you me yourself an arrestee. Don't let him or die disgrace the pro-tobacco Memnon I have my mother's blood upon my hands I will not have yours to do it in any way you wish but you must know it yourself. But arrestees don't die before I do please God let me hold you. What is it with this poor hollow pleasure. If those who die I have any pleasure left my prime name I know I lie of God this breaks my heart with oh my love I hold you in my watch.

A man can't touch me any more. Oh my sister these loving words. This last sweet embrace is all that we shall ever know in life of marriage and children to live on so it could kill us both if we could only share one cool thing together that day might be sweet but how little now of all all family is left to bury us. But I listed nothing at all. He betrayed our father like the coward he is no not one study so much as show his face not once his eyes were glued upon the throne. He was careful not to help. But come we must die as we were born where as with children as of Agamemnon should I shall show the city of what blood I come by falling on my sword. As for you follow my example and die bravely pilot is be the empire of death then layers how when we are dead and make us both one grave beside my father's. And now goodbye.

I go to do what must be done. Stop arrested. I have one reproach to make. How could you think that I would want to live once you were dead. Why should my dying mean that you should die. You can ask me that. How can I live when my only friend is dead it was I who murdered my mother not your we murdered together and it is only just that I share the cost with you know no pieties live. Go home to your father. You still have a country you can call your own. I do not. You have your father's house and you inherit wealth great wealth. That marriage with Electra which is my friend I promise you has failed. But marry elsewhere have children the bonds which bound US ones have broken now and good by my friend my best my only friend. And good luck luck at least here's something you may have. But I cannot. The dead have lost. How little you seem to understand arrestees.

If I desert you know to save myself. Maybe this green and growing Earth refuse my ashes this golden hour shelter me no more. I murdered with you and I affirm it probably and it was I who planned that crime for which you suffer now and I should die with you and her yes with her. She is my wife the wife you promised me. What would my story be when I go home to Delphi Infosys that when all was well I was your firm friend but my friendship withered when your luck ran out. No rest days I have my duty too. But since we have to die. Let us think and see if there is any way of making mentally has suffered toll let me see that sight and I could die content and do what I ask you and wait now. With pleasure if only we can be repaid then listen. We'll Helling that touch mentally as well. If we can manage it I am more than willing. A sword in the throat unless I'm mistaken she's hiding in your house no. Oh yes and putting his heels on everything we own but not for long Hades once I think but

how can we do it. She has a written you of slaves slaves is that all she has I'm not afraid of an a trojan slave who manage a perfect human mirrors that you bring those Trojan goes home. Hell it is far too small to hold that woman now what our slaves worth and I fight with men who are born free. If we can bring this off I'll gladly die twice. And so what I don't get revenge for you. But describe your plan every step. First of all we go inside on the pretext of killing are good enough but then when we make a great show of tears until home much we suffer that which of course here burst into tears but she'll be nothing by then so will we. Exactly the same. But how do we kill or will carry swords hidden in our road but what about the slaves. We must kill them. We lock them in different rooms. If they scream for help and will kill and once we're through with them the way is clear right. Oh yes that will be our motto. No you have it. But the beauty of my plan. First if we killed a better woman than Helen it would be plain murder. This is not. No we punish

her in the name of all Hellas whose fathers and sons she murdered whose wives she widowed. Mark my words arrestees there will be bonfires and celebrations in August. Men will call down blessings on our heads thank us congratulate us for doing away with that vicious worthless woman no longer shell they call you the man who murdered his mother no era title awaits you now. The better name of the killer of Helen who killed so many men and why in God's name should mentally as prosper when you your sister and your father have to die. I'll meet your mother with good reason. If through Agamemnon mentally as has his wife he will not must not have your house. For my part let me die if I do not lift my sword against that woman. What should we think. Should she escape our hands we'll burn this house around us as we die one way or another our rest days. We shall not be cheated of glory honor is always if we die. Fame if we have.