O Zeus, O Zeus, what should I say?
855Where 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
860are 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.
865Our gallant Orestes, with no one to assist him, is now to meet with two in such a contest. And may it be to triumph!