And him to sternest masterdom enthralled,
One fate abides. Lend me your wisdom, friends.
Chorus.
Thy father’s tomb shall be to me an altar;
As before God I’ll speak the truth to thee.
Electra.
Speak thus devoutly, and thou’lt answer well.
Chorus.
Give words of seemly honour, as thou pourest,
To all that love thy father.