ELEKTRA : Oh sorrow! I groan to see you standing, brother, at the very gates of death. I may be looking on you for the last time! I may be losing my mind! ORESTES : Quiet now. No female shrieking. It is a sad business, but still. ELEKTRA : Quiet! How should I be quiet! This may be the final daylight you and I will ever see! ORESTES : Don’t drag me down. I’m already down! Let it be! ELEKTRA : I feel such pity for you, for your boyhood, for your poor young life cut off at the roots. ORESTES : For gods’ sake don’t unman me. I forbid you to bring me to tears. ELEKTRA : We’re about to
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