Capitolo 76
ORESTES
No, 'tis thyselves fade kills thyself not me.
CLYTEMNESTRA
Is in watch the vengeful hunting dog of mother of hell thy.
ORESTES
How me 'the scape my father, frugal thee?
CLYTEMNESTRA
Living, I cry as to a grave, not hearing.
ORESTES
The fate of my father orders this decree for thee.
CLYTEMNESTRA
Ah, me! this snake that was me I was born and I nursed.
ORESTES
Ay, correct prophetic it was thy they saw fear.
Action of ashamed thy was--the death of the shame dies!
[_Exit, driving Clytemnestra in front of him._
CHOIR
Here, also for these self I cry, a double death:
Still from the times of Orestes, driven above from decree,
This way the crowns assassins' height multiplication,
I say me, 'the tis well--that not in night and death
You/he/she should sink the eye and light of this our house.
There it came to the run of Priam and name
A revenge; although he/she remained from a lot,
With heavy decree it came.
It also came to the room of Agamemnon,
A lion-pair, twin swordsmen strong.
The fall of doth of inheritance is hard
To him, to whom from the cavern of Pythian
The god that its deeper suggestion has given.
Cries, rejoice! our regal room
Hath 'downfall scaped--the ne'er again
Its ancient wealth is wasted everybody
From two usurpers, sin-defiled--
A bad run of the pain and bad luck!
On him who gave the hit of dastard
It comes to Art the scheming child of Revenge.
And of equal footstep with him doths go,
Anxious for struggle,
The child of Zeus that the men under
You call the Justice, while correctly calling her/it.
And on his/her enemies his/her breath
It is as the gust of death;
For her the god that indulges in deep interruption
Under of the eyebrow of Parnassus,
You quote with strong acclamation
To rise, although late and lame,
And it comes with art that the rectitude of worketh.
For the o'ers Powers equal sermon this law is strong--
The shalt of _Thou they don't serve the wrong_.
To what sky of ruleth is suitable him to that we arch.
Here, the light hath of liberty come!