Euripides,
Electra
(1913)
“ There appears in the air a vision of Castor and Polydeuces. The mortals kneel or veil their faces. Castor. Thou Agamemnon's Son, give ear! 'Tis we, Castor and Polydeuces, call to thee, God's Horsemen and thy mother's brethren twain. An Argive ship, spent with the toiling main, We bore but now to peace, and, here withal Being come, have seen thy mother's bloody fall, Our sister's. Righteous is her doom this day, But not thy deed. And Phoebus, Phoebus . . . Nay; He is my lord; therefore I hold my peace. ”
