_ Most blessed, I too own.
_Elec._ O voice! And art thou come?
_Ores._ No longer learn
That news from others.
_Elec._ And I have thee here,
Here in my grasp!
_Ores._ So may'st thou always have me.
_Elec._ O dearest friends, my fellow-citizens,
Look here on this Orestes, dead indeed
In feigned craft, and by that feigning saved.
_Chor._ We see it, daughter; and at what has chanced
A tear of gladness trickles from our eyes. {1231}

A passionate dialogue (_in mixed verse: Electra, speaking lyrics,
Orestes Blank Verse_) of exultation and weeping succeeds: until finally
Orestes is calling back their thoughts to the plans of vengeance when
_enter from Palace Attendant of Orestes_, who chides them for their
loud joy, which he has barely been able to prevent from reaching the
ears of Clytaemnestra. Electra is informed who this attendant is, and
joyfully recognizes him and calls him father for his faithfulness. He
cuts conversation short and hurries Orestes and Pylades within.
_Electra_ with a prayer retires. {1383}

CHORAL INTERLUDE III

Short expression of the sense of a critical moment: _Strophe_, Ares and
the Avengers are on their way--_Antistrophe_, they have passed beneath
the roof-tree. {1397}

EXODUS, OR FINALE

_Electra_ rushes out to stand on guard against Aegisthus while
vengeance is being done on Clytaemnestra.--Cries from within; _Electra_
and _Chorus_ perceive that the deed is done.--Enter _Orestes_ and
_Pylades_ from the Palace red-handed; they are about to triumph when
_Electra_ thrusts them back, for Aegisthus is at hand.--_Enter
Aegisthus_ enquiring for the strangers of Electra. {1442}

_Aegis._ Where are the strangers, then? Tell this to me.
_Elec._ Within; for they have found a loving hostess.
_Aegis._ And did they say distinctly he was dead?
_Elec._ Ah no! they showed it, not in words alone.
_Aegis._ And is it here, that we may see it plain?
_Elec._ 'Tis here, a sight most pitiful to see.
_Aegis._ Against thy wont thou giv'st me cause for joy.
_Elec._ Thou may'st rejoice, if this be ground of joy.
_Aegis._ I hid you hush, and open wide the gates
That all of Argos and Mycenae see,
So if there be that once were lifted up
With hopes they had, vain hopes they fixed on