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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,
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
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
She lies, -- to him, a sweetheart: me she brought to --
My bed's by-nicety -- the whet of dalliance.
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