Aeschylus's CHOEPHORI (Libation Bearers) Complete

Translated by E. Morshead.

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Orestes: It shall be stanched, the task is ours,-
Not by a stranger's, but by kindred hand,
Shall be chased forth the blood-fiend of our land.
Be this our spoken spell, to call Earth's nether powers!

Chorus: Lords of a dark eternity,
To you has come the children's cry,
Send up from hell, fulfil your aid
To them who prayed. The chant is concluded.

Orestes: O father, murdered in unkingly wise,
Fulfil my prayer, grant me thine halls to sway.

Electra: To me, too, grant this boon-dark death to deal
Unto Aegisthus, and to 'scape my doom.

Orestes: So shall the rightful feasts that mortals pay
Be set for thee; else, not for thee shall rise
The scented reek of altars fed with flesh,
But thou shalt lie dishonoured: hear thou me!

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