I bid the
strangers
hail!
Euripides - Electra
Where are they?
I fain
Would see them, aye, and bid them answer plain. . .
ELECTRA.
Here at the door! How swift upon the thought!
_Enter_ ORESTES _and_ PYLADES.
OLD MAN.
High-born: albeit for that I trust them not.
The highest oft are false. . . . Howe'er it be,
[_Approaching them_.
I bid the strangers hail!
ORESTES.
All hail to thee,
Greybeard! --Prithee, what man of all the King
Trusted of old, is now this broken thing?
ELECTRA.
'Tis he that trained my father's boyhood.
ORESTES.
How?
And stole from death thy brother? Sayest thou?
ELECTRA.
This man was his deliverer, if it be
Deliverance.
ORESTES.
How his old eye pierceth me,
As one that testeth silver and alloy!
Sees he some likeness here?
ELECTRA.
Would see them, aye, and bid them answer plain. . .
ELECTRA.
Here at the door! How swift upon the thought!
_Enter_ ORESTES _and_ PYLADES.
OLD MAN.
High-born: albeit for that I trust them not.
The highest oft are false. . . . Howe'er it be,
[_Approaching them_.
I bid the strangers hail!
ORESTES.
All hail to thee,
Greybeard! --Prithee, what man of all the King
Trusted of old, is now this broken thing?
ELECTRA.
'Tis he that trained my father's boyhood.
ORESTES.
How?
And stole from death thy brother? Sayest thou?
ELECTRA.
This man was his deliverer, if it be
Deliverance.
ORESTES.
How his old eye pierceth me,
As one that testeth silver and alloy!
Sees he some likeness here?
ELECTRA.
