ORESTES
THEE, shade-escorting Hermes, I invoke,
In Hades guardian of my royal sire,—
To me, thy suppliant, be saviour thou,
My firm ally, for to this land I come
Exile no more ;-on this sepulchral mound
Father I call thee,-hearken to my cry!—
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A primal lock, as nurture-gift, I vowed
To Inachos, and now this second lock,
Grief's token, Father, I devote to thee,-
For, absent from thy funeral obsequies,
I could not then as mourner weep thy death,
Nor speed with outstretched hand thy royal bicr.
Libation Bearers. Aeschylus. Anna Swanwick (Translator). London. 1886.
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