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Rh To assuage their way-worn bodies. And have care

That in their tendance naught be found amiss.

Ourselves shall with our Lord consult of this

Distress, and, having yet good friends, who know

My heart, take counsel how to affront the blow.

Ye handmaidens, arise, be bold:

See if our moving lips have power

To aid Orestes in his hour;

For sure ye loved this House of old.

Thou holy Earth, thou holy shore

Beyond the grave, where rests his head

The Lord of Ships, the King, the Dead,

Now list, now aid, or never more!

The hour is full. The Guileful Word

Descends to wrestle for the right,

And Hermês guards the hour of night

For him that smiteth with the sword.

The stranger works some mischief, it would seem!

Yonder I see Orestes' Nurse, a-stream

With tears.—How now, Kilissa, whither bound,

And Grief the unbidden partner of thy round?