Stasimon 6
Thou liest where webs of the spider o’ersweep thee
1515
In impious death, life breathing away.
By a slavish death subdued thou art,
From the hand, by the two-edged dart.
1520
KLUTAIMNESTRA.
No death unfit for the free
Do I think this man’s to be:
For did not himself a slavish curse
But the scion of him, myself did nurse —
1525
That much-bewailed Iphigeneia, he
Having done well by, — and as well, nor worse,
Been done to, — let him not in Haides loudly
Being by sword-destroying death amerced
For that sword’s punishment himself inflicted first.
CHOROS.
I at a loss am left —
1530
Of a feasible scheme of mind bereft —
Where I may turn: for the house is falling:
