You know all; her father is about to offer your child to Artemis. Clytemnestra But that marriage—what pretext had it for bringing me from home? Old man An inducement to you to bring your daughter cheerfully, to wed her to Achilles. Clytemnestra On a deadly errand have you come, my daughter, both you, and I, your mother. Old man Piteous the lot of both of you, and dreadful Agamemnon’s venture. Clytemnestra Alas, I am undone; my eyes can no longer hold their tears. Old man If the loss Reading with Wecklein εἴπερ ἄλλ᾽ εἰκὸς . Paley retains the old reading εἴπερ ἀλγεινὸν . Hartung gives οὐ γὰρ ἄλογόν ἐστι . Kirchhoff οὐ γὰρ ἀλλ᾽ εἰκὸς . of children is painful, shed your tears. Clytemnestra From where, old man, do you say you had this news? Old man I had started to carry you a letter referring to the former writing. Clytemnestra Forbidding or combining to urge my bringing the child to her death? Old man No, forbidding it, for your lord was then in his sober senses. Clytemnestra How comes it then, if you were really bringing me a letter, that you do not now deliver it into my hands? Old man Menelaus snatched it from me, he who caused this trouble. Clytemnestra Do you hear that, son of Peleus, the Nereid’s child? Achilles I have been listening to the tale of your sufferings, and I do not bear my own lightly. Clytemnestra They will slay my child; they have tricked her with your marriage. Achilles Like you I blame your lord, nor do I view it with mere indifference. Clytemnestra No longer will I let shame Reading οὐκέτ᾽ αἰδεσθησόμεσθα , a conjecture of Nauck and Hermann’s. Paley regards 11. 900-2 as spurious. prevent my kneeling to you, a mortal to one goddess-born; why do I affect reserve? whose interests should I consult before my child’s? Throwing herself before Achilles. Oh! help me, goddess-born, in my sore distress, and her that was called your bride, in vain, it is true, yet called she was. For you it was I wreathed her head and led her forth as if to marriage, but now it is to slaughter I am bringing her. On you will come reproach because you did not help her; for though not wedded to her, yet were you the loving husband of my hapless girl in name at any rate. By your beard, your right hand, and mother too I do implore you; for your name it was that worked my ruin, and you are bound to stand by that. Except your knees I have no altar to fly to; and not a friend stands Reading πέλας with Markland for MSS. γελᾷ , a conjecture adopted by Hermann and Monk. at my side. You have heard the cruel abandoned scheme of Agamemnon; and I, a woman, have come, as you see, to a camp of lawless sailor-folk, bold in evil’s cause, though useful when they wish; Now if you boldly stretch forth your arm in my behalf, our safety is assured; but if not, we are lost. Chorus Leader A strange thing is motherhood, carrying with it a potent spell, in which all share, so that for their children’s sake they will endure affliction. Achilles On the following speech Paley has this remark: there are very grave reasons for doubting whether the genuine speech of Achilles has not been superseded, either wholly or in part, by the verses of a cunning imitator. The reasoning throughout is extremely difficult to follow, if indeed possible, and there are numerous exceptional phrases. Dindorf incloses large portions of this speech in brackets, but it is hard to see why he decides one part to be more suspicious than another. My proud spirit is stirred to range aloft, butI have learned to grieve in misfortune and rejoice in high prosperity with equal moderation. For these are the men who can count on ordering all their life rightly by wisdom’s rules. True, there are cases where it is pleasant not to be too wise, but there are others, where some store of wisdom helps. Brought up in godly Chiron’s halls myself, I learned to keep a single heart; and provided the Atridae lead well, I will obey them; but when they cease from that, no more will I obey; no, but here and in Troy I will show the freedom of my nature, and, as far as in me lies, do honor to Ares with my spear. You, lady, who have suffered so cruelly from your nearest and dearest, I will, by every effort in a young man’s power, set right, investing you with that amount of pity and never shall your daughter, after being once called my bride, die by her father’s hand; for I will not lend myself to your husband’s subtle tricks; no! for it will be my name that kills your child, although it does not wield the sword. Your own husband is the actual cause, but I shall no longer be guiltless, if, because of me and my marriage, this maiden perishes, she that has suffered past endurance and been the victim of affronts most strangely undeserved. So am I made the poorest wretch in Argos ; I a thing of nothing, and Menelaus counting for a man! No son of Peleus I, but the issue of a vengeful fiend, if my name shall Reading φονεύσει with Schäfer. serve your husband for the murder. No! by Nereus, who begot my mother Thetis, in his home amid the flowing waves,