This text is part of:
Table of Contents:
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.
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.
An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.