Apollo (deus ex machina):
Stop, Menelaus. Calm your anger. It is I,
a god, Phoebus Apollo, son of Leto,
who speak. You too, Orestes, standing there
with drawn sword over that girl, hear
what I say. ...
Let each one [Pylades, Orestes, Menelaus) go his way.
Go and honor Peace, loveliest of goddesses.
Helen I now lead to the halls of Zeus,
upon the road that turns among the blazing stars.
There with Hera she shall sit, with Heracles and Hebe throned,
a godess forever, forever adored—
there between her brothers, the sons of Zeus,
reigning on the seas, a light to sailors.
—— Eur. Or. 1625ff. Arrowsmith, trans.