Epeisodion 6
KLUTAIMNESTRA.
And this thou hearest — of my oaths, just warrant!
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,
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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
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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
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She lies, — to him, a sweetheart: me she brought to —
My bed’s by-nicety — the whet of dalliance.