For thou in life wert monarch true,
Expert each kingly deed to do,
Leading, with thy persuasive rod,
Submissive mortals like a god.
ANTISTROPHE III.
Electra.
Thou wert a king, no fate it was for thee
To die as others
’Neath Ilium’s walls, far, far beyond the sea,
With many brothers.
Unworthy was the spear to drink thy blood,