So runs our hymn to those great Gods below.
Chor. Yea, hearing now, ye blest Ones 'neath the earth,
This prayer, send ye your children timely help
That worketh victory.
Orest. O sire, who in no kingly fashion died'st,
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Hear thou my prayer; grant victory o'er this house.
Elect. I, father, ask this prayer, that I may work
[*]Ægisthos' death, and then acquittal gain.
Orest. Yea, thus the banquets that men give the dead