(Chorus of Furies): "You younger gods! The ancient laws—
you have ridden them down! You have taken them out of my hands for yourselves!
I am dishonoured, wretch that I am; my heavy rancour releases on this land—woe to it!—
a poison, a poison from my heart to requite my grief,
dripping from below the earth, intolerable. From this
a canker destroying leaves, destroying offspring—O Justice [Justice]!—
will sweep over and strike the land
with a blight killing men." (779-787)
How would you characterize the emotions of the Furies in these lines? We'd say they sound pretty fearful. Do you agree? This is pretty ironic, given that spreading fear is the name of their game. When it comes down to it, though, the Furies are just plain terrified that someone might take their job away from them.