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Rh Yet nowise unavenged of gods will death be:

For there shall come another, our avenger,

The mother-slaying scion, father's doomsman:

Fugitive, wanderer, from this land an exile,

Back shall he come,—for friends, copestone these curses!

For there is sworn a great oath from the gods that

Him shall bring hither his fallen sire's prostration.

Why make I then, like an indweller, moaning?

Since at the first I foresaw Ilion's city

Suffering as it has suffered: and who took it,

Thus by the judgment of the gods are faring.

I go, will suffer, will submit to dying!

But, Hades' gates—these same I call, I speak to,

And pray that on an opportune blow chancing,