Modern Italian Poets - Essays and Versions by William Dean Howells
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_Pyl._ Slain-- _Or._ And by whose hand? _Pyl._ Come! _El._ (_To_ ORESTES.) Thou slewest her! _Or._ I parricide? _Pyl._ Unknowing Thou plungedst in her heart thy sword, as blind With rage thou rannest on Aegisthus-- _Or._ Oh, What horror seizes me! I parricide? My sword! Pylades, give it me; I'll have it-- _Pyl._ It shall not be. _El._ Brother-- _Or._ Who calls me brother? Thou, haply, impious wretch, thou that didst save me To life and matricide? Give me my sword! My sword! O fury! Where am I? What is it That I have done? Who stays me? Who follows me? Ah, whither shall I fly, where hide myself?-- O father, dost thou look on me askance? |
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