Capitolo 49
The famine, the surly consort of the dark of underground jail,
You look on him and sees him/it domestic.
CHOIR
You animate of losel, it was also then strength of thy you disdain
To give in murder, while a woman's hand,
Staining and shaming Argos and his of the,
Done benefit to kill him/it? I have, if wherever
The light of hit of life on the eyes of Orestes,
Do him/it, while returning from of the fate of keeper,
Cut down with strength his/her lover and her!
AEGISTHUS
How thies put into words and effect it will publish, you shalts shortly understand.
CHOIR
Above to action Or my comrades! for the struggle it is to course of hand I last
Rapid, Your correct hands to the sword furnish of hilt! discovers the weapon as for
conflict--
AEGISTHUS
Here! I am being standing ready also gives on hilt for death or the life.
CHOIR
'The thy of Twas they put in words and accept him for us: ahead to the opportunity of war!
CLYTEMNESTRA
No, enough, enough, my champion! we want hit and we kill
anybody more.
Already us enough we have reaped I picked-live her/it of guilt:
Enough of badly and murderess, leaves that any other blood both spilt.
The peace, the old men! and it passes away to the decreed Fate houses,
So that not sick reunion of value our revenge--'the twas a necessary action.
But enough of toils and troubles--both the end, if never, now,
Before talon of thy, Avenger of Or, gives another deadly hit.
'Tis the word of a woman to warn, and impediment that will list thereto.
AEGISTHUS
But what these should loosen and unwise and prodigal flowers of the language,
And in hazard of their fortune thrown on me words of badly,
The law of subjects is forgetful, and it insults the word of their rule--
CHOIR
Rule? but 'the tis not for Argives, so to possess a gentleman of dastard!
AEGISTHUS
I will follow to punish thee in my next days of the hesitation.
CHOIR
Not if it drives of Fortune Orestes in safe on his/her way of return.
AEGISTHUS
Ah, well I know as feeding of exiles on the their hopes of return.