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Antistrophe IV
Clytæm. Now thou dost guide aright thy speech and thought,
Invoking that dread Power,
[*]The thrice-gorged evil genius of this house;
For he it is who feeds
In the heart's depth the raging lust of blood:
Ere the old wound is healed, new bloodshed comes.
Strophe V
Chor. Yes, of a Power thou tell'st