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Rh By who fulfilled things for my daughter, Justice,

Até, Erinus,—by whose help I slew him,—

Not mine the fancy—Fear will tread my palace

So long as on my hearth there burns a fire,

Aigisthos as before well-caring for me;

Since he to me is shield, no small, of boldness.

Here does he lie—outrager of this female,

Dainty of all the Chruseids under Ilion;

And she—the captive, the soothsayer also

And couchmate of this man, oracle-speaker,

Faithful bed-fellow,—ay, the sailors' benches

They wore in common, nor unpunished did so,

Since he is—thus! While, as for her,—swan-fashion,

Her latest having chanted,—dying wailing